Tex-Mex all over the place, prior to deportation, in the form of Frito Bandito on your mind. Get ’em while you can. That song that plays in your head might be trying to tell you something. And to strike a different chord, minor vs. major, who do you think is Satan on Earth? Oh that’s special. Hey, pick a number, and not 666. It just might be a politician, not a rock band member.
The Great Bambino hits a homer in passing muster. But how about his near-namesake with darker skin? Or the now […]