 That's the way you heard them in your memory. You just always knew at what point the song would skip from one track to the next. Whose Next was like that for me. Yeah, just so you know, you're listening and you just take a pause while it skips tracks. And then they came up with cassettes, then CDs, and now it's just in the Ethernet. Music just appears. All right, and let's see. How long until they're called the Beach Men, or at least the Beach Dudes? I don't know. And hey, Ron, Colleen, the Cherry Capital Airport...