Back in the 70’s I hitched from California to New York City to visit my dad. We went to Central Park for a free concert and saw Lionel Hampton there. Made me wonder if we could be detected on the richter scale. The more fun a musician has, the better for their beneficiaries. This song is on an old album we bought from a weightlifter who got the entire inventory of vinyl from a radio station. Much of the ink is worn off and its on its third application of tape. Plays fine, though. Later that summer my sister visited Dad and they both enjoyed The Mothers of Invention at the same venue. I was 7 when they recorded this (thanks to jazz on the tube for the link):
