Yes (lol), or that anything good ever came from Nazereth.
..."Whew', I'm back.
Had to rush down to Georgia to see dad.
He's alright now. After a coupl of intense days, we ended up in my sister Sherri's kitchen. I found a cheap guitar in the bedroom her boys used to bunk in. It was hard to play. I had to press pretty hard to get any sound.
I had been playin' for an hour when somebody said "Play Secret Agent Man". That guy in the red shirt is the camera man's (my nephew's) dad. He was holdin' a laptop open with lyrics, and that's my son Kenny singin'. It's unrehearsed at a time we were all pretty loopy from fatigue.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4t3Kf5x2BZk