Not sure why the writer of of one finest albums of the 1980’s (Rattlesnakes, of course) is performing to a small audience at some tiny bar in Sweden, but it’s comforting to know after all this time, he still exudes every bit of cleverness and bittersweet charm that first attracted me to his music some quarter of a century ago. I’m ready, Lloyd. Ready as I’ll ever be…

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