Let you in on an 8 yr secret even Pasto doesn't know...

In more lucrative times a favorite pastime was, like so many others, to gather at the pub with a pile of friends now and again. A REAL pub. Not some Appleby/Ruby Tuesday/TGIFridays chain. Bourbon and beer and burgers, thick and juicy dribbling down the chin making the fingers so slippery you could barely grab the fries not the skinny McDonald's Burger Queen crap. Real burgers.

And because I am musician and passionate about music I always kept the jukebox as lubed as myself.

Those days are now long past. But you all are my friends. So when I post these videos to me it is as if we are all gathering at the pub after a rough day and I'm dropping another nickel in the jukebox. I'd buy you all a beer or a bourbon if I could.

And if it pisses off the jihadis well so much the better.

Chicago with the Phenomenal Terry Kath...