Tuna-struck ⚡

Two short vocal auditions before we commit to the tiny school-uniform guitarist. Listen for a rough, high, forceful rock voice that has enough bite.

If both sound like a generic rock singer, we choose another band. These earlier vocal auditions are preserved below.

Claws out, on the edge of your kitchen chair
Fur flies, there is tuna in the midnight air
I hear that lid and I scramble down the hall
You call me small but I am louder than them all

Tuna!
You have got one hungry cat
Tuna!
Put the dinner on the mat