…a harmonica player on their windowsill, that is. You know dahling, it is this seasons hottest accessory for the smart cosmopolitan flat. And if everyone wants one, there’s going to be some demand for harmonica lessons. Don’t be shy, hit me up for a lesson! I don’t bite, even if it is called a tin sandwich. In other news I got myself another CX12 after destroying the last one. I need to cultivate the growls you can get from them, so bluesey! If you’re curious about how they sound, you could try hanging around outside open windows where bands are jamming, or better still come to Tea and Jam tomorrow! Yowsa!!!