She's gone, but not in the 70s way.

Girl Sleepovers are apparently a whirlwind.

My Daughter had her first sleepover this weekend.  I was the caretaker, chauffeur, chef.  Nosewiper, nurse and nanny.  Which left me wanting Jim Beam, Jack and Jose Cuervo (I almost didn't think of that last one).  Egads, girls are loud.  I hear it gets better.  This is why tigers eat their young.

Of course, I should be happy.  All too soon she will be in her own little world.  Texting her friends, giggling incessantly... Boys.  What was the line?  "Kill the first one and word gets around."  Good words to live by.

So, to that end, the first track of the morning (and the blog week) is Three Bad Jacks' Gone Gone Goodbye.  Great guitar riffs, nice lyrics, simple stuff.  Classic rockabilly type of tune.  Rock and Roll.  The type of music that really isn't made much anymore.  Reminiscent of classic Stray Cats.

Three Bad Jacks.  Fun tune, good band.  Watch out for them, I think it would be a cool show to hit.  Plus, the drinks may be cheap, and the crowd absent of hipster-wash.  Score.
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