The weather here in the upper Midwest is fitting, I think.
It's a meteorological manifestation of the times in which we live. Frigid. Harsh. Bleak. Potentially deadly.
So, put on your warm sweatpants, your fuzzy slippers and maybe a wool cap, too, and wrap up in a toasty blanket after getting a warm cup of something. Then put on this here episode of the Big Show and enjoy the music as we wait on spring.
Whenever it may come.
Oh . . . and you really want to hear how we get from Ray Conniff to The Clash. Sometimes, you just have to do something difficult just to see whether it can be done.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
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