If I owned a bar the radio be a blasting away and I would be pouring tunes out like fine tequila, the sipping kind -- the kind that pulverizes your thoughts as yer tongue begins to twist and turns like an old 78 while awashing the ears like puckered lips ablaze in the hot sauce of life.... oh yes children, grand music awaits... so come on down to the juke joint and linger awhile.... from pinball wizards to journeys through the past we will barfly the afternoon away along with Django and Jimmie, as well as strolling musicians pouring and pounding chords down
.. it will be a fine swill of delights... cheers..