A trumpeter is playing his heart out in a dirty jazz lounge as our detective walks in, trench coat unbuttoned, hat at an angle almost covering his eyes, and a cigarette danging from his mouth. Orders a scotch and asks the bartender "where are all the dames"?

That was the vision I had while listening to this amazing song. Mike you really captured that era.

Outstanding use of RTs, you are a pro at that.

Loved it.


I got banned from Weight Watchers for dropping a bag of M&Ms on the floor.
It was the best game of Hungry Hippos I've ever seen!


64 bit Win 10 Pro, the latest BiaB/RB, Roland Octa-Capture audio interface, a ton of software/hardware