And Sweet Home Chicago

Fuck, man, Howlin' Wolf.

One time in 1966 me and Joan were out of New York City, heading for the Coast, and we stopped off in Chicago to hear Wolf. “You peoples have never heard the Wolf..." We went to a little club in Old Town and after a while Wolf's band showed up and began to play. But Wolf didn't show up. “Where's Volf?" people asked, but nobody knew nd it beg m to loo 'c as though he wasn't oing to mrke it.