 And so that he could give of his own creative being, his own self, which he had got in tune to and then brought it into material manifestation on the fiddle. Thought I'd never get that one out. Well, he went out, Johnny, to the jungles out into Africa. Bless his heart, he did that. And he went out there and he got up on this stump. He just kind of pounced up on it, you know. And he took in his fiddle bowl. Well, took in, it still sounds right. I ain't gonna let them smart-alecky intellectuals mess up my thinking.