3 Chords & the Truth

In the Age of Trump, when bomb squads are poring over band rooms because of apparent IEAs -- improvised explosive accordions -- it is time to take drastic measures. Repeat after me on 3 Chords & the Truth. . . . There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. Again. . . . There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. There is no Welk but Welk, and Myron Floren is his prophet. Now. . . . This is a bomb; this is an accordion. AGAIN. . . . This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. This is a bomb; this is an accordion. THIS WEEK on the Big Show, we step away from the stupid. And while we're at it, we'll step toward the calm, the cultured and the classy. Apparently, we are in great need of that. It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.