Charles' car has XM radio. I've been listening to number 40, "Deep Tracks."

Yesterday I heard Ry Cooder, JJ Cale, and the original Fleetwood Mac's Oh, Well. Pre-Stevie Nicks.

I can't help it bout the shape I'm in,
I can't sing, I ain't pretty, and my legs are thin,

But don't ask me what I think of you. I might not give the answer that you want me to.

You're out there, Mr. Green, and I remember. I was 10 or 11 when you were doing the hard work. What a smile.