My sister saw Jimi at a local ballroom in autumn of ‘68. Our mom had seen Guy Lombardo on the same stage about 20 years earlier, and I got to see the Replacements there about 20 years later. :o)

My (other) sister’s dog is the Little Baby Jesus. She calls him that all the time, even though that’s not his real name.

Hee! Thanks Fred. This one reminds me of an adorable young woman I used to work with. Smart as a whip, cute as a bug, and she loved this tune. (Sigh...)

We know it, we love it - that jacked-up, Rundgren-ized guitar solo!!

You guys might like this book:

Oh hell, yes.

...And if I don’t see ya, for a long long while:

Scientific fact: Steel guitars make the world a measurably less-shitty place to live.

Scientific fact: Steel guitars make this world a measurably less-shitty place to live.

Keepin’ it bloody: They used to play this on the goddamn radio, whee!

Probably something to do with this new infinite-scrolling nonsense.

Whoo! Any y’all ever drive one of them big ol’ ‘70s Eldorados? Like trying to steer an apartment building.

Speaking of which (sorry, couldn’t resist, heh):

Yes! He made a buttload of money from his production deal on that Meatloaf LP.

I love how dogs know when you’re messing with them. I used to talk to my sister’s big yellow Lab, saying his name in various goofy voices, to see how long it would take to get him up off the floor, across the room, and pinning me to the chair, staring me in the face like, “What is your goddamn problem, dude?!”

Hahaha!! That’s awesome.

Absolutely! I dearly love all his earlier stuff; I feel like it’s part of my DNA.

Here’s another elegant Dan tune with a gorgeous guitar solo - this one by Larry Carlton:

Here’s a secret: For several months, the last 30 or so seconds of this was the outgoing message on my answering machine:

Whee! You get a star! And you get a star! And you!
(Now playing: A Wizard, A True Star)