Here we go!
Wrong guitar samples percent,
PlayStation 3. Here we go.
Yeah, where's Chop Chop when you need him?
Oh! It's like guitar from the depths of hell.
Oh dear.
I pressed the button early, accidentally.
Shot too early, story of my life.
Oh no, what's happening, Lammy?
Superstar guitarist my arse.
Literally a bass drum,
that button.
(Fail music.)
Wah-wah-wha-wha!
That is pretty funny, you have to admit.
No, Lammy, what's happening?
Your playing is awful.
The people are coming back, though.
As long as they like it, I guess.
Oh, that was cool.
Come on, you know it, game!
Sounds like aliens are
trying to contact us.
I failed you, Onion Man!
It's all going wrong.
Oh no!
It sounds so bad.
Run away, run away, run away.
More like these 
button presses don't work.
Oh, that was cool, yes!
Ghostly...
At least Lammy is enjoying herself.
Nooo! Really out of time, that one.
Oh dear. Once again, Lammy fails.
Oh, this is so good.
Okay, I have to stop cutting corners here.
That's the problem.
I should learn my lesson.
Of course, I am the master
corner-cutter.
I've been raised to be a corner-cutter.
What else can you do?
Wrong button!
Although you couldn't tell...
And with that, Lammy's dream was over.
Never again would she take to the stage
in the band Milkcan.
Nooo! I could have done it right at the 
end there, but we are getting closer.
That's it.
The aliens prevented the gig from ending
by sending their 
extraterrestrial music down.
That's it, Lammy's a space alien.
Earth is not ready for this
extraterrestrial music.
Okay, test.
I think doubling up the notes
actually works quite well there.
Don't forget, one second input lag.
I think that's it, we've done it!
Stop the clock, baby.
How long have we been going
on just that one stage, 2 hours?
