Monday, July 28, 2014

Schmeliac Pulled Pork, Verde Salsa "Street" Tacos

Soooo….when you cannot eat out as much you need to learn to kick for yourself a lot more and when you get through cooking steaks and baked potatoes and then you have the need to feed a group or something like that, and it needs to be “clean” (gluten free) it takes a little bit of planning, a little time and a lot of love.  My wife is always complimentary of my cooking but at the same time gets irritable because I cook mainly by feel (having a general understandings of what ingredients I want and then adding things and being inexact as to amounts of each one along way can lead to some inconsistency so as a favor to you, my loyal readers and in my continuing effort to stay married I am going to offer as detailed directions as I can for making this fan favorite.

There is much to be said for “the big meal”.  Something that can feed a lot of people and provide tasty leftovers.  There really is nothing like the communality (word?) of dining en mass and when you have children, or grown children and their friends and they are kind enough to spend some time with you, cooking for them is a great way to show your joy at having them around and modeling behavior that is related to service that is a benefit for everyone.  Also… and this speak especially poorly of me, there is nothing like when you stop and lay it out and watch it get devoured, and watch the larger of the mammals go back for seconds and thirds and soaking in some kind accolades and thinking to yourself, well… if I did not thing else good this day (week, month, or year) at least I did this.  And the great thing about cooking is that it is under your control and you always have the ability if you go slow, to make it great.

HOW TO GO SLOW AND MAKE IT GREAT

One of the key things I have learned from cooking a lot is the importance of the
“mis en place”.  Anothony Bourdain introduced me to the concept in his book “Kitchen Confidential” which if you have not reads it, shame on you.  It essentially means “everything in it’s place” and when cooking you want to get all your ingredients out first and lay them out.  For a Becker this is doubly important because often i will forget a key ingredient and not have it available and will have to run to the store in the midst of cooking which, for lack of a better term, fucks everything up.  A great explanation of the concept can be found here:


I think for myself and a lot of men who like to cook, but are not chefs, that this is really a key concept to internalize.  Make a grocery list, go to the pantry and make sure you have all the ingredients because sometimes we forget that we used all the coriander last time.  Sometimes, like with this gem, you might also need to get it started the day before or at least several hours before with some marinade or in this case some brining.  

TOOLS
Martha Stewart Blue Roaster (ceramic iron)

Cutting Board

Sharp knife

Garlic Press

BRINING

To people like me who were not raised as cooks, brining can sound intimidating.  Maybe you are smarter than me but I always thought of it as some kind of alchemy similar to “letting yeast rise” or  “making a soufle” that I would consistently screw up.  The fact is that bringing is monkey stupid and easy.  An excellent description of why you brine is excerpted here from the “Fine Cooking.com”

Moisture loss is inevitable when you cook any type of muscle fiber. Heat causes raw individual coiled proteins in the fibers to unwind—the technical term is denature—and then join together with one another, resulting in some shrinkage and moisture loss. (By the way, acids, salt, and even air can have the same denaturing effect on proteins as heat.) Normally, meat loses about 30 percent of its weight during cooking. But if you soak the meat in a brine first, you can reduce this moisture loss during cooking to as little as 15 percent, according to Dr. Estes Reynolds, a brining expert at the University of Georgia.”

That having been said...

Ingredients for Pork Shoulder
8 llb pork shoulder (some call it a pork butt and what you really want ideally is a chuck of meat with maybe a ¾ layer of fat one side and some bone in it.  It does not have to be a lot bone.  Even a little, say a thumb worth of bone, is good).

½ cup of brown sugar.  Any crappy brown sugar will do but in a perfect world C&H sugar, the really dark brown stuff is my favorite but seriously...any brown sugar.  Half cup.

½ cup of Morton's Kosher Salt.  You can use regular iodized salt but seriously, why would you.  You can get kosher salt anywhere and it is just better and it certainly cooks better.  Coarse sea salt is also an excellent option but there are a lot of options so..Morton's Kosher is a great “go to”.

¼ cup of chili powder.  Once again, any generic kind is fine.  I love Ancho chili pepper or Chipotle but they are expensive so for this, just get any generic brand of chili powder.  One good idea here is to go to a local Mexican market or most international markets and pick up some of their bulk generic chili powder.  It is always a slightly higher grade.

Four cloves of garlic.

Tablespoon of black pepper (any kind)

One whole large white onion

One cup of Cabernet, Merlot or some dry red wine.

INGREDIENTS FOR VERDE
15 Tomatillos (Tomatillos are little green tomatoes that com in a husk.  They are a pain in the ass because:
1. Some regular grocery stores do not carry them (most do)
2. The husk needs to be peeled which it does easily but then they have a sticky film on them that is best rinsed off.
3. They are small so it takes a lot of them.

2 whole white onions (chop them as fine as your attention span allows but other than avoiding long strands i believe vagaries in size of the onion and most everything else you chop) makes for a better mouth feel.

2 jalapenos (this is totally a personal preference for heat and the heat your crowd might like.  If you have a group of younger men… a “quiennes mas machos?!” type crowd  go with three JalapeƱos and leave the seeds and inner membrane in.  
That is where all the heat is.  For a normal batch I will casually de-seed and de-membrane the jalapenos meaning I chop the top off and then with the point of the knife over the sink ro cutting board loosely remove 90% of seed and membranes. Don't be fussy.  If you really want milder salsa use Anaheim peppers which still have some good flavor and a little heat.  Poblanos are even milder but they taste too much like green peppers for me.  I have no experience with Habaneros.  The concept of that much heat cannot do anything but rob flavor in my opinion.  But the bottom line is that jalapenos are easy to come by and make for excellent slasa verde.)  
Once I de-seed them I take the ½ a pepper and meat side down press it into the cutting board, flattening it to slice and chop.  
If I know I have people who hate jalapeno I will make bigger pieces for them to pick out but generally I chop them pretty fine.

Garlic (two cloves minced or pressed)

Cilantro  On bunch, sloppily de stemmed and chopped up in an uncaring manner. (Cilantro is hard to work with if your fussy.  Sometimes i just chop up the stems too because they can give a nice crunch but normally i just hold the bunch in hand by the stalks and run a knife over it and then rotate a little bit and to the other side.  Most of the leaves fall off.  Then chup but not too much because it becomes pasty.  Don’t be fussy!

Two Limes each cut into 6ths or 8ths.  

One Tablespoon kosher salt

Two Ears of Corn (only if in season and please don’t use canned corn)

VERDE PREP

Ideally you want to make it a day before.  A day in the fridge really allows it to brew, mulch… whatever.  It will stink up your fridge for a day in a heavenly sick way.  Also remember that because everything in it is fresh it has about a 3 day refrigerator life.  By day four it gets sketchy and it can start to stink after 5… but make it a day early and you will get better results.

Start with the tomatillos.  Husk them.  Rinse them.  I cut off the top but that is a little fussy.  After cutting off top I slice into horizontal chips and slice those chips into strips and those strips get the final chop.  I do it a Tomatillo at a time for quality control.  It is annoying, there are a lot of them and it will take you 15 to 20 minutes.

Do the same with onions.  Cut off outer layer and slice of the top and chop them till the cows come home.

You can chop the garlic but I disagree with Mr. Bourdain here (he insists that anyone who uses a garlic press does not deserve garlic.  He is an asshole.)  You can shop your garlic yourself (me personally I live the smell on my fingers) or press it.

Jalapenos take care as indicated above.

Cilantro take care of as indicated above.

Limes… squeeze each wedge into the bowl, then mash them against the side and then leave their dead husks in there to stew.  They don’t hurt nuthin.

Corn… if in season bring a pot to a boil and boil two ears of corn for 3-5 minutes.  Then take a steak knife and slice it onto the cutting board and into the mix.  BUT ONLY IN SEASON!  The corn adds a nice color and makes it “pop” a little to the eyes.  I KNOW it ruins the “verde” quality of it but holding to cooking traditions is for Quakers.

Tomatoes:  Also ONLY IF IN SEASON LOCALLY!  Sometimes chopping one fresh tomato up adds a little more popping color as well.  I like it but don't do it often.

Pour in the salt

When I first started making this (Tim Tiemann had read ingredients to me over the phone) I didn't chop anything and just threw it into a food processor.  If you are lazy, this is a time saver but your Verde ends up more like a relish than a salsa in my opinion and done not have such a good mouth feel as it does when the ingredients are chopped and left unmolested by the food processor.

So seriously, you just keep emptying what you chopping into the bowl and then you stir.  I would stir it for several minutes to make sure it is properly mulched (I understand “mulched is not a cooking term.  Don’t be prissy.)  Cover it tightly with a lid or some press and seal and stick in the fridge.  If you have a “funny” fridge that freezes things in the back, do not put it back there because that will ruin it.  

Take it out the next day.  This is for pulled pork but I also use it on my tamales and it is great with a chicken breast or eggs as well.  This is simply a killer condiment and when sat out with some decent corn chips will be scarfed up in a manner which is slightly frightening.  I normally just leave the husked limes laying in there for people to scoop and pick around but the aesthetics of the dish will often call for their removal.

PULLED PORK PREP

After you make your Verde.  Brine your pork.  People say do it for 3 hours.  I say, do it all night long.  24 hours is not too much for a big piece of pork.  If you only have a few hours, chop it up into fist sized chunks but if you have your shit together, brine the whole thing in a gallon Ziploc all night long.

To make the brine, take a mixing bowl and pour in the brown sugar and the kosher salt and the chili powder and the black pepper.  I formerly used hot water for this but I think it mixes better with cold and that cold water is better for brining generally.  Stir it all up with a wooden spoon.  If you do not have a wooden spoon buy a few and treasure them.  Seriously, this is important.  Wooden spoons are THE aesthetics of cooking like this.  Once you got it mixed up put the shoulder in the bag and dump the brine on it.  You will still have glop at the bottom of the bowl.  Scrape it into the bag.  Gently push the air out of the bag and then massage it to make sure you get liquid more easily dispersed and then put into the fridge.

PULLED PORK COOKING

Get up early.  In a perfect world you have 10-12 hours to cook it.  This is the KEY to good pulled pork.  You want to cook it low and slow (like a witch would do with a small child).  This allows it to become “succulent” and this is what you are really going for.

Heat the oven to 275.  

Chop up the onion...just a rough chop up your garlic.

Fry 3-4 strips of bacon.  Fry it until crisp.  Remove the bacon from the pan and place on a two or three paper towels.  Take the bacon drippings and pour them into Martha Stewart roasting pot and place on medium heat.

Take a fork and remove the pork and drop into the pot.  Hopefully it sizzles.  Let it brown for 5 minutes and hopefully caramelize a little on one side and then flip and let it caramelize on the other side a little.  Don’t be fussy.  If it does not caramelize at all that is fine, the main thing is the bacon grease.

Remove from heat.

Pour the brine and the pork shoulder into your big blue Martha Stuart pot.  Pour in your onion and garlic and pepper.  Cover it and place in the oven.  Lots of people will blanch at the idea of pouring that brine into the pot and cooking with it.  Screw them.  Listen to me.  Pour it all in and let it go for 2 hours at that temperature.

After two hours get it out and flip it around and reduce the temperature to 200 and then… forget about it for another 5 hours.

After five hours more (total of seven) or even after six hours (total of eight) pull it out.  

Drain ½- ⅔ of the remaining brine.  Hopefully it has not boiled away.  The pork should pull apart easy.  Take to forks and fork pull it.  Try and peel off and pull out the larger hunks of fat gristle and bone.  Don’t be too fussy.  Getting all the bone and 70% of the rest is a good job and try and fork it pretty thoroughly.

Pour in the wine.  

Cover and put back in oven for another 1-2 hours.

Pull it out and serve it in the pot with a serving fork after stirring it around one more time.

I really like to serve it with the Verde and heated corn tortillas.  Maybe a little cheese and make sure you have some fresh onion and lime for classic street tacos.  It should easily serve 8-10 with leftovers.

This is my gift to you. Life is good.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Lucero/The Ready Room

Lucero and Murder by Death
The Ready Room/St. Louis Missouri
Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Murder by Death and Lucero the other night.

They were playing “The Ready Room” which I had not attended a show at prior to this performance.  They have been hosting more and more quality acts lately including my fav’s The Old 97’s.  I had never seen Murder by Death before and they cut right into it with twangy, mounrful Flannery O’Connor soundtrack music about alcoholism, death and of course murder.They are not Chatty Cathies but their lead singer, keyboardist, and guitarist Adam Turla told the crowd.”

According to “Andreina Byrne and KC’s “The Pitch”, “Murder By Death has been riding the wave of dark western for years. Their sound is a haunting one - moreChildren of the Corn than back-porch Americana, but still graceful and wistful at the same time. Cellist Sarah Balliet’s orchestral elements brought some sentimentality to songs that might otherwise drop heavily as morbid tunes. Keyboardist Scott Brackett would often switch things up for a mandolin or trumpet riff, driving tracks “The Curse of Elkhart” to thrilling - and slightly creepy - heights. Turla’s voice was so eerie and enchanting, you either fell in love with him or avoided his eyes for fear of him casting a curse.”  

I quote her because i thought she was brilliant, right on and said it better than I could.  This is a band worth seeing.  They will make a living but never kill it but music is better for bands like this making great music because… it is all they can do.  Their show in St. Louis was just too loud.  The mournful jello was not mournful and the volume was deafening.  The room was packed and the cinder blocks and warehouse roof made me have to move around to find a place with listenable sound.  It was a good opener and the crowd clearly loved them but this is a band I would recommend listening to their music at home rather then take the time and cash to go to their show.

I have seen Memphis-based Lucero at least 7 times.  The first was in the long gone and not much lamented “Fred’s Music Lounge” that was on Chippewa across from Paul's bait and Tackle.  In between I have seen them at the pageant, the Duck Room, Lou Fest and Austin City Limits.  Lead singer and guitarist Ben Nichols drinks too much and he seems to do it...every night.  That boy is placing quite a bit of his pain in the bottle but what does not go there moves with his pen and his guitar to bleed out everywhere for the rest of us and it is…. beautiful and sad and… beautiful again but…
Nichols is a bad and sad drunk and he often puts on shitty and unprofessional shows and frankly, this was one of them.  The volume was toned down from the opener and I waded up front and I got the great high that I always get when I am five feet from the stage and able to catch all the nuance, or lack of nuance that is exhibited.  I have to admit that I was a little shamed by the audience up front.  Everyone knew all of the words to every song.  It was inspiring and made me remember when I was that kind of crazy fan for every band I went to see.  Humbling (again God… with the humbling.  Really?) Nichols was hung over which he announced upon arrival (which made sense based on the review from the night before in KC) and then proceeded to drink whatever was brought to him.  He was slightly critical of the rumple mint.  Now I do not mean to ne one to criticize because I drink too much but this guy… who I love… put on a really bad show.  He was not always in time and worst of all, he kept forgetting and fucking up the verses of songs.  Last time when I saw him at Lou Fest he claimed the flu, came out and tried to sing and puked… but this was just kind of sad and stupid.  I was still happy to be there.  I still got the high that I get form thrumming live music and beautiful lyrics.  I was

The band consisted of Jim Spake on sax, Rick Steff on keyboard and accordion and Scott Thompson on trumpet.  Being an asshole I do not like their more recent stuff as much.  It is great music and his lyrics resonate but it reminds me of Texas Swing or Delbert Mc Clinton (and I say that with respect not disdain) and I am just more of a fan of gritty, jangly, twangy darkness that Nichols does better than anyone else.  That boy… he has a lot of ink.  Songs like “Sweet Little Thing.” Songs like “Raising Hell” become group sings that feel more like going to a dying but grace filled church more than anything else.  A church with a great deal of booze.  My kind of church, were I asked to build one.
Nichols was engaging and he has clearly been around the block since their brilliant debut back in the early 90s.  There are some bands that it is a pleasure to watch age but, I am not sure off this in regard to Lucero.  Nichols drinks so much on stage it is hard to imagine him still being alive but despite the bad show, I am powerfully pleased that he is.
Soooooo…. it would appear that I have been absent for some period of time.  I have many apologies… travel...work… what not.  They are lame but indeed, that is what we have come to expect from these halting pages.  But I have not been idle.  Half way through, despite all the issues and some mist steps it has been… quite year.  

I have seen a lot of music this year.  Much of it has been at Off Broadway and I am happy to report again, and again that this is becoming a treasured venue in town.  I have lived through the venue being the worst and stupidest of shit holes.  Back in the day… when i was a pup it competed rather unsuccessfully with Mississippi Nights and the old Cicero's.  But these venues eventually went on to not become a Jacques Cousteau museum or to become a lame incarnation of itself up the street from it’s former location.  But Off Broadway ambled on… trudged on...slowly… awkwardly and sometimes horribly.  Great bands but a really stupid room.  You would arrive at the front door and come in behind the stage into a “lobby”.  Then walk around and there was a cool long bar that extended down the side.  A “stage” was there, poorly lit.  The “room” had a beautiful wagon wheel chandelier which didn’t belong.  There was an upstairs which could have been funky but was instead awkward and vision was blocked by the over hang as well as… the chandelier.  Doors were at 8.  Bands started to play at 9 ish and there were often 3 of them.  On a school night you were always out till 1.  Too late for people with jobs and too random an experience for a “grown up”

But a few years ago new owners came on the scene.  Things started to happen.  Good things.  Happy things.  They started to experiment with:
Earlier shows
Afternoon shows
Shows that started on time
Tall boy beers
Professional employees
Redecorating
Losing the iconic chandelier
Peeling years of...shit of the walls
Painting
Shortening the bar
Bringing in seats for old people shows or partial old people shows.  What I am saying is that if you ever have an inclination to see some live music.  Hit their website and go out.  They bring in some of the most talented acts that are both breaking and established and when local bands play there it is because they are awesome.  Their website is:


So some of the shows I have seen recently.

Rhett Miller.  Rhett is lead singer and other than one song per album by their bassist sole lyricist for The Old 97s.  Rhett is… well… their is really no one else like Rhett.  I would assume he is about 40 (I am too bored to WIKI him).  He went to Sarah Lawrence (girls school) on a poetry scholarship.  Now remember he is from Texas.  He dropped out and moved back and started a band and they have turned out 8-10 CD’s and he has dated and married super models and he has long hair and my best friend’s wife loves to go to shows just to see him whip his hair.  And he does.  But when he comes to town for a show he normally just shows up with a guitar.  I think he has 5 solo albums out and he writes great songs.  He writes lines like:

I was going through a hell of a time
When suddenly you showed up
You gave me hope but I lost mine
But hope is not enough
I loved you so hard
It broke my heart
And you weren’t like the rest
Until you left

Seriously… that is “Dylanesque” which is the nicest thing I can say about a songwriter.
Frankly this show was the most fun.  Buy his newest album and buy the new Old 97’s album as well.  It is not poetry but is an album full of songs about getting drunk on bourbon and having sex.  What could possibly go wrong.

Steve Earle hit the Pageant and reminded us all what a grumpy, great, tuneful, deep, flawed, wonderful nightmare that he is.  He had a pretty set with a tight band featuring the husband and wife team “The Mastersons” who opened up the show with a tight swinging sound.  She has a sweet voice and he has good chops.  Together they ably backed Earle.  Steve Earle has had a checkered personal life but has always been a brilliant artist.  Sidelined by heroin and drugs it appeared he had straightened himself out after several marriages and had settled with the talented Allison Moorer in NYC.  This tour seemed to be about him working through that latest break up.  The bottom line with Steve Earle is that he is likely the most soul filled white man out there.  He bleeds through his songs and is constantly working out his thoughts in his songs whether it is personally or politically and… you should go see him.  The Pageant is not intimate enough for what he was doing on this tour but still… as I said...get off your dead ass and go see a show.
Twang Fest 38 returned this year with it’s normal panoply of touring and local acts.  I was only able to hit two nights of the four nights but each one was filled with great music.  KDHX does such a great job for my kind of tunes and the Fest gets better and more professional each year and the partnership with Off Broadway seems here to stay which… is good.

More  recently I hit Off Broadway to see the late great Robbie Fulks (not yet deceased).  Fulks, from Georgia via 20 years or so in Chicago does not come to town enough.  he was playing an early show opening for Chatham County Line who is the latest “thing” in Americana/Alt Country...whatever you want to call it.  But Fulks… I have seen 4-5 times.  I was able to reminisce with him briefly about his first show in the St. Louis at the old High Point...100 or so years ago.

Fulks has been keeping himself in Chicago at the Old Town Folk School up there and has helped them create a beautiful community that teaches a lot of people and promotes even more.  Fulks is a gem and no one knows about him who does not pay attention to great music.  He has a truly unique voice and I don't mean “unique” like Dylan or Niel Young.  I mean unique like...fucking beautiful.  There is something in the way he resonates that literally can make me tear up and there is both a joy and a mournfulness that he conjures which becomes stunning in a small venue like Off Broadway.

The voice coupled with 30 years of songwriting proved too much for the normal 45 minute opener and he played for over an hour and left everyone wanting for more.

Georgia Hard
She said she was leaving
So I went to follow
Blind love and I-55 got me here
Dirty old salt truck
in the smog before me
And dear old Dixie, back in the rearview mirror

Got a third-story walk-up
With a view of the alley
A mailroom job that isn't all glamour and fun
The woman I came for
Is gone to another
Now my feet are just too planted to run

Chorus:
But there's no Carolina Moon over Chicago
No bluegrass growin' out in my backyard
No fields of sugarcane, no soft Virginia rain
But damn, if this livin' ain't Georgia Hard

Down on Halsted
The women walk by me
Like they can tell
I haven't got a dollar to spare
So it's into a side street
For a beer and a sad song
I guess some things
Are the same most everywhere


So please, Mr. Conwell
Could you except the charges?
When I told you "A cold day in Maacon", I lied
And if your pecan trees still need a-shakin'
I'll be back a-beggin' fast as the grey dog flies”

Chatham County seemed like they were going to be awesome after some awful sound problems.  They do 4 musicians, no drummer, and one microphone.  It is almost too cute but these guys are clearly killing it and a braver man would have stayed for more but… I am old.
Robbie Fulks/Chatham County Line

Most recently I went to Off Broadway to see the Felice Brothers.  The Felice Brothers became like gods to me with the release of their eponymous CD from 2008.  Songs like “Whiskey In My Whiskey”, “Scarecrow” and more made a CD that was so solid song to song, so lyrical and so filled with sad energy that it was far and away my best CD released that year.  But so what?  They came to town to the Firebird once since then and I missed them (out of town) which was clearly my bad but mistakes get made.  But I did not miss them this time and they were everything I had hoped and more.  They were brilliant.  Sad.  Emotional.  Funny.  Talented and… shit… they were beautiful.   Ian and James Felice even without their brother Simone play the kind of music that can only be played from playing together for life and loving and hating each other as only brothers can do.  The concert ambled, rambled, soared and swooped.  It was meticulous and it was a train wreck and it was everything rock and roll is supposed to be.  It is clearly for me the best show of 2014!                    
Songs of addiction and madness that when you read the lyrics they just make you ache… and cringe.



Scarecrow

Would you love me
If I told you I was born upstream
If I told you I come from money
White money
Would you love me
Would you love me

Well, I was born down
By a bad little river in a poor town
Where an indian-giver put a board out
It said "Boarding House"
Call him Scarecrow
He kept whores around

And I'd go there
I'd wait my turn on the broke stairs
And get me the girl with the gold hair
Aw yeah, leave your clothes there
On the folding chair

In that cold room
Your breath would twist just like ghosts do
You said, "Call me Dorothy in red shoes"
And the bed moved
The bed moved
The bed moved

Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight

Well, the man would come in
It's hard living right giving head when
The sad days of winter have set in
And the medicine for an addict is heroin

I'd find you there in the bath
We'd cook up your shit in a tin can
And you started calling me Tin Man
And we started making plans to begin again
Begin again

You saved a C note
Told me you felt like a seagull
Told me to meet at the depot
With the needle, then maybe we'd go
To Reno

Where you'd be my desert dove
And we'd find a way to make better love
Said, "Baby, that's how the West was won"
And the blood-red sun
Yeah, the blood-red sun
And the blood-red sun

Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight

Well, the man cries,
"Who gives a damn when a tramp dies?"
But I loved you there in the lamp light
With your bare thighs
And the halo of your hair alive

And all my lifelong
I'll never shake off your siren song
And all of your talk about dying young
With an iron lung and that crazy way
Would you love me
If I told you I was born upstream
If I told you I come from money
White money
Would you love me
Would you love me

And all my lifelong
I'll never shake off your siren song
And all of your talk about dying young
With an iron lung and that crazy way

You said, "Simon,
I think I might stay here with Scarecrow tonight
Simon, I think I'm gonna stay here with Scarecrow tonight."

                                  s
“I put some whiskey into my whiskey
I put some heartbreak into my heart
I put my boots on that ole dance floor
I put three rounds Lord, in my 44”

The Felice Brothers.

Quite a year indeed.

Go see some music.

Save your soul.