I don't know how we got here.
I think we've all gone nuts.
I don't really want to say anything, because we already have enough excuses to fight, demonize, yell and scream.
In light of all this, your Mighty Favog has elected to take 3 Chords & the Truth, for the most part, back to 1972 -- mainly because 1972 is the last time he understood what the hell was going on. And the music was pretty damn good that year.
That is all.
WELL, not quite. If you have to hit the head during the Big Show, don't stare and mind your manners.
And don't forget to flush.
That really is all.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.