I heard a piece on National Public Radio a few minutes ago about a young couple and the music played at their wedding reception. She had a favorite song, he said it wasn't right. Sometime during the reception, she talked to the band and the result was . . .
I love this song, too.
For some reason it reminds me of a disk jockey I once worked with in Bismarck, North Dakota. His name was Jack Fisher and he was known as The Old Reb on the air. But previously he had worked a morning show at a station in Minneapolis which was sponsored by, of all companies, a beer maker. He called his show the Beer Bash and used to say (at 8 or 9 in the morning), "Hey, ladies, wouldn't a nice cold beer taste good right now?" Ah, those were the days.
Update: One of my readers is a colleague from my earliest days in radio. He has a real name but I have always called him Danny Bananas and by that name he shall be known here. He sends occasional comments by e-mail and I have just received one from him. He says the d.j. I mentioned was not the Old Reb, he was the Ol Reb. I stand corrected. And I just remembered the name he used on his Beer Bash. It was Throckmorton. Throckmorton and the Beer Bash. Those were the days!