Radio Gonzo

Once again I have to apologise to the Gonzo Weekly readership for being a hidebound old sod. But I am well into grumpy old git territory and I think that I have accrued enough battle scars so far in my journey through life to have won the right not to change now. But why am I telling you this? Last Sunday I woke late as is my habit at the weekends. By late, I mean half way through the afternoon, and I staggered into my office with more than a slight hangover, fostered by a half bottle of vodka and a bottle of merlot the night before. There was a Facebook instant message for me from some dude called Dani Rabin, of whom I had never heard. He wrote: "Hey Jonathan I play guitar in Marbin (the Prog/jazz band from Chicago) Thought you would enjoy our latest vid (a friend messaged me and told me to send it your way) https://www.facebook.com/marbinmusic/videos/p.872200569542085/872200569542085/?type=2&theater" Now, I am really glad that I was hungover that day. I would normally have checked out what Wikipedia ha