“Anyway, where was I? There was some distraction. Some  petty t-shirt bullshit? I don’t know, man: I don’t write this shit. Oh, yeah: Les Paul. Top notch gent. “As you might know, Les had a regular gig at the Iridium jazz club in New York until, well, he couldn’t anymore. Well into his nineties, y’know? … Continue reading This Speech Is Getting Hot