Call me Dacron.
Dacron. Dacron Polyester.
The Big Show this week is in a Dacron state of mind. Very double-knit. Give me some Boone's Farm, and I might get triple-knit to the wind.
That's pretty much where your Mighty Favog -- and 3 Chords & the Truth -- happen to be this week. Stuck in the 1970s. Actually, in retrospect, that's not such an awful place to be.
Especially musically.
HERE'S THE thing: It occurred to me the other day that next week, specifically May 23, marks the 40th anniversary of my graduation from Baton Rouge Magnet High School. And as you'll be able to tell from the show, my mind is still 18.My body, not so much.
But, damn, the music is so good. Thank you Young Favog.
You're quite welcome, Old Fart Favog.
Now cue the nostalgia . . . along with the usual eclecticism.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
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