“Billy?” “Yeah, New Brent?” “I think Mickey fell asleep on me.” “He’s been doing that lately. Bad case of CIN.” “CIN?” “Courvousier-Induced Narcolepsy. I keep telling him to switch to a lighter liqueur.” “How long is he gonna be out for?” “Anyone’s guess. Sometimes, it’s seconds. Other times, he’s done for the evening. Never know … Continue reading He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Percussionist