Otis Blows Soul Blues

I live in the dark most of the evening so you might as well hear me in my element. I'm shirtless and eating a makeshift mechanically separated turkey sandwich with avocado that I squeeze onto the bread with my fingers and the food is falling on my bare chest. I talk while chewing and gesture wildly with my hands and then slump forward in defeat and then regain my composure and shake my fist at the sky. It really was a great performance but I forgot to turn the overhead light on so you'll never see it.