This is pretty much what takes place every night @ my crib before I go to sleep. Except instead of Kid Cudi it’s normally a Vincent Gallo song. And instead of a megaphone it’s one side of a pair of headphones. And my wife and son are asleep in the room next door. And there aren’t any instruments. Or women. Or Macs (computer or male version). Wait, let me delete this before I hit publis