Imagine what it is to be Epic Sax Guy. Memed to within an inch of your life, mostly by people who had no idea who you were or what you were doing anyway, you became more famous than your band, your song, and in most cases, even your country, merely for being a cheesy-assed mofo who thrust his tooty-pipe in a slightly inappropriate manner for mid-evening TV.
What does that kind of attention do to a man? Do you give it all up and turn to watercolour painting? Learn the error of your ways and get a bit more sensible with your tooting manoeuvres? Or do you just become a parody of yourself and magnify the thing that made you accidentally famous in the first place?
What do you think he did, boys and girls? What do you think?