I guess I have become less blues-oriented than I was some years ago, but Butter still holds a singular place in my pantheon. I guess it was almost 20 years ago when I, along with my ex, worked 2nd shift from time to time and after work caught Butterfield guesting on Letterman (back when I thought letterman was funny....and, to their credit, Paul and crew were trying to offer some dues to a reluctant icon). It seems like yesterday, but then yesterday plus 1 and he was dead. 1987, looks like. My, how time flies.

Other times fly and memory escapes. I know I saw PBBB open for the Byrds, weirdly. 1970? But was that at Tufts, or at Lowell? I should have kept a diary.

Pigboy Crabshaw is, for me, the pinnacle. What can I say? I love horns. I bought the CD some years back, but now I see I was cheated. There is apparently a much-superior import CD of Pigboy. The search continues.