tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8757398021270225218.post2125401728456533783..comments2008-02-28T00:10:24.427-05:00Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07401395043889488168noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8757398021270225218.post-49307911185961218262008-02-28T00:10:00.000-05:002008-02-28T00:10:00.000-05:00Anonymous - Thank you! You've put your finger on exactly what I LOVE about this track. Ernest knows its funny. And the band is totally relaxed.Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07401395043889488168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8757398021270225218.post-7529076269312416232008-02-26T15:19:00.000-05:002008-02-26T15:19:00.000-05:00i think it's that laugh in his voice at certain spots -- the flare you mention -- signaling his complete delight in the hilarious lyrics. and the completely relaxed groove the band pours out. great blog.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8757398021270225218.post-8210272225612639862008-02-19T09:43:00.000-05:002008-02-19T09:43:00.000-05:00The name of the album says loud and clear - The Daddy of 'em All . . . As I'm sure you know, Paul - one of the coolest things about this song is that it's not an aberration, it's representational of ALL of E.T.'s music . . . I mean, I love Bob Wills and all, but for me E.T. is the Real King of Texas Swing.<BR/>Kenkenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16582700473023988259noreply@blogger.com