The internet is out. Again. So, I'll be brief here on the cell connection. This week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth takes a musical journey spanning almost a century and covering the gamut of style and content. In other words, not that big a departure from what we do every week. And, boy, is it good.  Which, again, is no departure at all from the usual here on the Big Show. For example, the program features . . . nah, I'm not going to tell you. That would just completely remove the mystery from your listening experience.  And, after all, what's the fun if you really and truly know what's coming next? That's our trademark.  Well, the missus informs me the Internet is back on. Bully for Cox, he says sarcastically. Now, I'd better wrap this up before the damn thing goes out. Again.  It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

Want music? Just dial "M." Dialing "M" will connect you with 3 Chords & the Truth and all the great music you want . . . . . . and need these days. These days. Boy, that's a loaded phrase, isn't it. Thus, the need for all the best tunes we can get our ears on. As usual, you won't know what's coming next, but you'll be glad when it hits your speakers. That's kind of the nature of the Big Show.  And that's da name of dat tune. It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

'Twas the night before omicron, and all through the house, Not a body was sleeping, not even the mouse. . . . That's because who's sleeping these days? On this, our second pandemic Christmas. SUCH IS WHERE we find ourselves these days, and we're making do as best as we can . . . without ending up sick and quarantined, or sick and in the hospital, or sick and. . . . Well, you know. Still, the show must go on, and for your listening enjoyment, your Mighty Favog presents the big 3 Chords & the Truth Christmas-music extravaganza -- 2 hours and 42 minutes of as much yuletide cheer as we can muster. Alas. I would say more, but this year's sponsor for the Big Show blowout doesn't want me to step on the corporate message. And that, I must respect. So I will take my literary leave -- allowing you to start your holiday listening -- with a simple message: Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night. See you in '22. It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Alo-ho-ho-ho-ha. 

Are you unpoopular? Do you pop out at parties, Poindexter? Well, fret not -- 3 Chords & the Truth is here! It will cure what ails you, because what ails you isn't an ailment. The ailment is all the Alpha Betas out there, who must be put in their place. Because Alpha Betas suck. And while we're doing that on the Big Show this week, we'll also have the merriest, the wildest and the most happenin' holiday selections as part of the winning musical mix. It's another great program, and you're cordially invited to attend. But not the Alpha Betas. Or the Omegas, for that matter. It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

Let's be clear: Despite what you may have been told, no old ladies actually have been harmed by listening to 3 Chords & the Truth. There may have been a close call or three since 2008, however. Just wanted to clear that up straight away. That said, we have another stellar program for you this week on the Big Show. Really. That's no bull. Honestly, it's good. And we have a surprise for you during the course of the festivities. No, I won't tell you what it is. Then it wouldn't be a surprise for you, now, would it? I am authorized to reveal that we are officially kicking off the Christmas season on 3 Chords & the Truth this week. That is quite musically tasty, too. I think that ticks off all the boxes on the ol' checklist, so my promotional work here is done. And, again, no old ladies were harmed -- or institutionalized -- because of this program. Really.  It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

Here I am, staring at a blank page on the computer. Well, crap. Now it's not blank anymore, because I just wrote about staring at a blank page on the computer. Which really doesn't merit a "Well, crap," because writing something on the computer screen was the point. Right? Of course, while writing this on the previously blank computer screen, I did totally manage not to mention 3 Chords & the Truth once. That's a fail. Then again, I just did mention the Big Show -- twice now in the same paragraph, so that's a win! Right? On the other hand, I did not mention any positive attributes of this week's show. Fail. Of which, there are many . . . positive attributes, not fails. "Mention positive attributes." Check. "Mention good music from a wide variety of genres." Well, crap. Oh . . . and we have lots of good music this week, as usual, and it's typically eclectic. Check. Dodged a bullet there. Roger that, chief.And look at that; the page ain't blank no more. Poor grammar notwithstanding. It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.

I've been writing little descriptions to go with episodes of the Big Show for almost 14 years now. And I think I'm officially to the homina homina homina stage of 3 Chords & the Truth literary development. Freeform . . . check. Good music . . . check. Eclectic . . . check. Yadda yadda yadda. Yet, I still need to say something about this week's show so you'll be inspired to give it a listen. Ain't that a kick in the head? So, how about this? This week, we'll cover Jesus, male prostitution, oral sex, drugs, mothers with the lust to f***, a victim of love, trouble, strange fruit and a banana republic where it snowed yesterday. Sparky, if that doesn't pique your interest, I got nothin'. And that's all I have to say about that.  It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

After a scheduled interruption for home-construction chaos and an unscheduled interruption for a sinus infection and panicked making sure it wasn't COVID, the 3 Chords & the Truth whatchamacallit is back.So . . . where were we when we were interrupted?Naw, I can't remember either. Crap. OK, let's just start here and go from there.Actually, that's pretty much what we do every week on the Big Show. Umm hmm.It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

The world doesn't stop, and neither does the Big Show. The latter is a good thing. As to the former . . . well, at least you have 3 Chords & the Truth. And that's all I have to say about that. Honestly, y'all. What the hell is there to say anymore? Just this: Listen to the Big Show. It's good. Apart from that, I got nothin' these days. I will enter random characters here to full out the post:  Wo;ijf;od oaifj;oiaefgj lmcklksfmo;wjf .ksvlnk,bfkjdf ';akf;ln lksrgfjhlkewfes;l. Urjo;jfij kfejhfkh ks oisejfeoii jfoijf pgkper qwihwo mlkjg ;osiefj ldldj oe aoiuoijc ldodnm kju d,dkd jdmdjdudb dhdiw ofod. Ejiehgieyn ieiufn q oefu wrejt fiur wihewojwpo -- iluherg kdfsisudh ayfd wkchs ruitivdij uaugd qwertyuiop. -- 30 -- It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha. 

Hanging in there? Yeah, I know. Maybe this week's edition of 3 Chords & the Truth will help. And you had hoped that 2021 would be better than 2020. Perhaps it is, but the progress has been decidedly incremental. Now here's where I tell you about how good the Big Show is this go 'round, but I'm guessing you know that already if you're a regular listener. If you aren't . . . what the hell is wrong with you? Time to get with the program. Get it? The program! That's a funny, I tell ya'. A joke! Aw, forget it. It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all.  Be there. Aloha.