And Now She CAN Shop Around

Alas. The Captain and Tennille have called it splitsville after only several decades of marriage. Is nothing sacred anymore?!

I guess it proves the old maxim true, though. It's so very hard to be a military wife.

I'm not sure what will make me feel better now. If anything even can.

Wait...yes I am! There is something!

Forget Smokey Robinson. Feh. (Yawn). Who cares about his perfect voice, his soulful splendor, his seminal songwriting, his epic and nearly unsurpassed talent.  He never did one of his songs quite like this!

And now, of course, Toni and her hundreds of rows of blinding teeth can, indeed,  shop around. You already come a-courtin', Scott?

Glen Campbell, shredder

Been on a tiny Glen Campbell kick of late—tiny because as I really only know his half-dozen or so greatest hits. But I've long known he's a killer guitarist—but have never really seen any evidence of it. Not that I'm doubting, it's just that, you know: it's one thing to learn that Jimi Hendrix was an amazing guitarist and another thing to actually watch video of him playing.

Yet while there are thousands of Glen Campbell videos on YouTube, most of them are like this:

or this:

Which, hey, groovy. I unapologetically enjoy me some Bread and goodness knows I'm interested in Toni Tennille's love, muskrat or otherwise. (I'm pretty sure she's saying the final four words direct to me, for instance.) And he does get some sweet playing off there—if you can stomach the dialogue—but when you're looking for evidence of Glen Campbell's abilities as a shredder, well, neither of those are going to help you out much.

This, on the other hand...

It's still not really what I was looking for, but, yeah. Damn, yo. Boy could play.