If I were I gambler you know I'd never lose

John Fogerty is wooing me.

The tight tones of Bayou Country waft and blast out of speakers and sub with equal aplomb. I close my eyes and the swamp pop reminds me how much rock and roll has changed in the last 40 years. That bass is making me swoon. One more roll of the rrrrrs and I'll be in ecstasy

Generational music, playing the chords of an era we cannot help but miss. We all have that hippie spirit somewhere. On the highway we find our musical soul, soundtracking a journey we cannot begin to imagine.

In the moonlight see that greyhound rolling on.