Listening to the perky blonde singing about how she's picked apples and harvested hay reminded me of the time Jesse Fuller sang in one of Seattle's better coffeehouses for two weeks. One evening, while introducing a song, he remarked, "I kinda get a laugh out of some of these clean-cut college boys singin' about bein' a 'steel drivin' man.' That's 'cause I have drove some!"

Don Firth