What do you get if you combine Eraserhead, Bagpuss and Keyboard Cat? This:
… in which an unfortunate hamster is crammed into a sock and condemned to play the drum part of a song that will never end, a tormented rodent playing Sisyphus as if he were Ringo Starr. A cat’s thousand yard stare conveys the horror of your own fingers playing Hell’s music without your body’s permission or control, like the grafted-on hands of Orlac. And an obese kiddy fiddler with learning disabilities sings in his reedy castrato voice that Jesus loves him, not even realising that Jesus has in fact already condemned him to the blackest pit for all eternity, and that’s precisely where he is now. The souls of all the little victims he stuffed into his attic crawlspace look on.
This was a children’s TV show, apparently. So wrong.