Finally

Hot damn.

I finally found a good enough recording of the theme song of this silly little blog (a sizable quote from which used to form its header):

Go here, kindly.

So here's a tip of the glass to the late Jim Dickinson, to his brilliant version of the song, and in total contempt of the Leadville police, anywhere and everywhere you can find them...


"...Now assholes and bureaucrats, take my advice...You’d better walk clear and you’d better talk nice...‘Cause we’re hot on your trail and we’re not on your side...Better forward your mail, shoot your wounded and ride...‘Cause when we’ve got all you desk jockeys safe behind bars...Claimed some of the neon, and some of the cars...Me and Billy and Oscar and the girls and guitars...Will be down in the gutter, looking up at the stars..." ~ James Luther Dickinson, The Ballad of Billy and