Whoops, let's try that again. I'd like to say it's House Carpenter or Matty Groves or something like that but it's Crossroads off Wheels of Fire by Cream that makes me assume the deer in the headlights position. The singing and playing is filled with such raw desperation it never fails to overwhelm me. Lil' Dorritt- Beeswing also does it to me. I never get to hear it here in Jimmy Buffett Land unless I put it on the hi-fi or sing it my self. Problem with the latter is I start choking up about 2/3'rds of the way through. Squeak- I loved your inherited coat analogy and totally agree with your assessment of Bleak Midwinter (not blowing smoke to get free VC). I learned an instrumental version of it last year and will start practising it today. Have you ever heard I Fell into a Vat of Chocolate by the Smothers Brothers? It will stop you in your tracks.

Happy Thanksgiving All, Frankie