Autolite and its 96,000 dealers presents

Suspense.

Tonight, Autolite brings you a story of murder in the roaring 20s,

The Windy City Six, starring Mr. Fred McMurray and featuring Red

Nichols and his five pennies.

And now with the Windy City 6 and the performance of Mr. Fred McMurray, Autolite hopes once again to keep you in suspense.

Suspense. It all happened some time ago.

By some time, I mean those days when moonlight on the Ganges was a must at the country club dance,

when our nerds was considered snappy repart day,

when it wasn't entirely unfashionable to be seen in a raccoon coat

complete with flask when the harbets and the Yale's met in deathless combat.

Maybe it'll lose a little something in the translation, but it's worth a try.

Anyway, as it happened, we were playing in a little pad on Oriole Street, crazy Jack Fisher's

high hat. It was a speed, but then what wasn't at that time? When the breeze was off the river,

you could hear the riff notes of the Windy City Six blowing up town. Reading from left to

light, there was Pawnee Peters on Horn, Rip Jackson on Alto, Thurber Jones on the licorish, Tinkle Hobson on the Baldwin, Red Moore slapping, and me on the skins.

I'm Carstairs Hamilton, sometimes known as Rimshot, but more often as hand.

So we'll keep it that way.

Am?

Yeah, Cody.

You booted the beat three times in that last set. What is it?

Well, uh, every time I slide a glimmer over at that skirt at table 13, my kicker skips a beat.

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