Those who have heard me unleash the Ultimate Shred know that I do not often allow it to escape the confines of my mind, my hands, my fingers, my instrument, my bedroom. This is only to protect you; I cannot, nay, must not allow you, the Unwashed Heathen, to hear the beauty & greatness that is the Ultimate Shred more than once a year or so. To do otherwise would be to doom the world to a universe where no other guitarist's playing could be appreciated. There are just too many lives at stake.
Without further ado, I present Freak On A Beach. Do not look upon its face! Turn away, lest you be blinded by its sheer beauty, grace, & truth.
Do not mock Happy Fun Ball.