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On one steamy night in August of 1976, a new keyboardist joined them. After most of the bottle of Jack was gone, and one cold slice remained on the bottom of the grease stained box, Red Connors, the drummer, whispered into the piano player's ear, "Ask Lefty how he lost his arm."
Drunk enough, he did.
"Coyote ugly," rasped Lefty.
"Coyote ugly?"
"Yes brother," Lefty said, expounding, "Coyote ugly."
He lit a Camel.
"I woke up in New Orleans one morning with my arm under a certain big-boned woman. I couldn't remember how I got there, but one look at her and I chewed off my own arm so's not to wake her before I got the hell out of the room. That's coyote ugly brother. You going to eat that last slice?"


(go back to yesterday to read about Lefty)