Random ramblings from an amateur rock-n-roll historian and critic,self-professed bourbon aficionado, blackberry growin', jam makin', sometime tie-die shirt makin', ex hippie wannabe, turned punk rock lovein', blues festival going, middle aged pudgy bald white guy who loves to wear Hawaiian shirts in the summertime and happens to be more Stax than Motown, more Alman Brothers than Skynard, more Stones than Beatles, more NASCAR than Baseball, more freeware than license keys...
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
What other man...
What other man you ever gonna know, gonna cook up southern fried chicken, yep, with bacon grease, in granny's cast iron skillets? You won't ever meet another one and you know it, it's part of why you love me...
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