Growing up in Wisconsin, I have a particularly gag-inducing aversion to "The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald" a song containing what I consider to be one of the worst lyrics ever coined, to wit: "with a crew and good captain well seasoned."

Damn, I miss the late 70's - mid-80's. I remember seeing "The Mats" playing a bar in Madison, WI, snow on the ground, Bob Stinson in a red dress, no stage, people jammed up to the band bumping the microphone and Westerberg getting hit in the teeth with it, not missing a beat - at least not because of the microphone…

Wad!  Maybe you just nailed it.  Somehow Ted is going to implicated as the guy manufacturing the blue meth (he's got the factory) and ends up dead at the end of the season.