I saw on the news last night that Dr. Don Rose passed away. When I was 10 years old and went everywhere with my funky AM radio that looked like a UFO, he was the shit. Getting up everyday for school, it was Dr. Don riffing over my corn flakes and playing the Doobs and Earth Wind and Fire and maybe the occasional Sly and the Family Stone jam, but mostly crap. It didn’t matter as much then. Party on, you old screwball. You earned some quiet time.