Skwisgaar shook his head, "Ja, I thinks we coulds maybe does that arounds your wrist, so you can sees at it when you casts a spell? It makings a sense more dens to mess with de perfections dats is your beautiful chest." He couldn't dare think of anything as imperfect as his song marring Lulu's breasts like that. He took another bite of food and thought it over, "I will has a Klokateer writes out the sheets music forcause I can't does on that too well. I thinks it will looks good as a permanent bracelets." He nodded once, before half wondering if this Artan guy could make the notes look like tiny drops of water, like jewels, against the length of black like he envisioned them. He waved over one of the ever-present roadies, and asked for a sheet of paper and a set of blue colored pencils.
He never really told anyone, but he fancied himself another sort of artist, as well. He had a good eye when it came to design, but he could never truly get things to come out just right. To his credit, however, he designed his whole sleeve with help from his tattooist.