Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't know. I mean, I...

- Am I in? - Yeah. OK.

OK. One, two, three, four.

Come on, baby. You wanna feel the warmth of me

- What do you want? - Oh, you in turmoil.

# Crystal moccasins, bionic cheese

Yeah, whatever. You've got three hours.

What a player. I seen him play with my own eyes.

- I'm Neon. - Ultra. Laters.

We're gonna have ourselves some hot jazz.

- Other than the extra hat? - He wrote all the music.

- Well, it's grown on me now. - (Sighs)

- Why? - Slow down.

- What happened before them? - lt was just tuning up before then.

- What is it? Mood swings? - He's left the band.

- You've seen someone wearing three? - No.

# She once was a true love of mine #

I want to be the greatest jazz player in Yorkshire.

- What about the girls? They're into you. - Are they?

On the other hand I've got stardom pulling me. I don't know what to do.

He's just the local simpleton. You know, I know his mum.

She does not. She knocks at my house all the time.

Well, I gotta scoot, so...

This is a big opportunity for me. I could be out of here. American tour, the lot.

(# Complex jazz improvisation)

and they're creeping into my line of vision, sort of bobbing in,