Cale!

It's j-j-jumpin Johhny Cale! My pal Jules is a bit of a fan so he dragged me along. I knew one song - the encore - Pablo Picasso of course. Who, as you may recall, was never called an asshole (well, not in Noo York).
Aye, we used to listen to Guts a lot as young men. His Heartbreak Hotel was unsurpassable.
Right! Saturday morning. Can't sit here tapetting. Things to do! Boatteee things.