The story starting at 11:45 is completely worth your time.

when i was a kid someone told my parents i would do good in the world with flutes so they got me a wooden flute which i played all the time until they used it as a window prop for two summers and it shattered after we painted the living room pink on the day of the columbine shooting.

i had a pan flute for a while in 2010 and i would climb into the trees by the zoo where i worked and get stoned and play in during my breaks or on my days off.

judging from the parts that I watched, any 10 minute span of this could be a poetv submission on its own.

stars for "looks like a miami uzi, sounds like a saxophone"