Doo doo de dum do wah... Evening listeners and welcome to...

Doo doo de dum do wah... Evening listeners and welcome to another night of music and reminiscing, when we give thanks that we have somehow made it this far with only minor lobal damage, personally speaking of course.

Given the nights at the Manzil Room and the Manly Vale Hotel, the Brighton and Chequers, I for one stand in amazement that myself and my comrades are still able to conduct ourselves coherently, though this could be challenged by even casual observers.

All that aside, tonight I'd like us to play tunes from those who fell along the wayside. They battled the bottle. Sung the hymn to heroin. Or just got old and carked it, which happens.

In their short time they gave us songs for a long time.

Here's Janis.

Piece of my Heart