GUEST Editor: Associate Flower Enthusiast MYLEE

LESS DRUM MORE MUM

LESS DRUM MORE MUM

LESS DRUM MORE MUM

Chant Ozzie and Rocky as i carefully attach garden flowers to a discarded drum rim our drummer left lying around. Vaguely I hear voices in the distance.

"I'm hungry"

"My pants are dirty"

"I need a hug"

My families needs will surely be met...

Right after this flower trance subsides. For now, the almighty powers of petals prevail.