Somethin’ Else

Somethin’ Else
This is possibly the best rock and roll song in existence. There’s such purity to its Eisenhower dreaming, and the riff is up there with Satisfaction. Plus it saved me from being lynched in Mare Chiaro the other night, when I accidentally put a 1930s recording of Kevin Barry on the jukebox. I endured all 16 verses while getting deathrays from the meaty Italian regulars. Only Eddie Cochran pacified them.