I found myself out in Port Credit this afternoon, at a bar. I was there because my neighbour and friend Chris Plock was playing with a really fine band called The Meteors. The band was really rockin’ and Chris, he can blow those horns of his and sing like there’s no tomorrow. I mention this because Chris introduced me to one of the guys in the band (the drummer), and he tells this guy that I’ve been making banjos out of oil cans. So, the drummer, he asked me, what’s the best kind of pick-up to put on a banjo, and I think about this, because normally you don’t put a pick-up on a banjo, although with some cigar-box and other alternative builds, it’s something to consider. The drummer sees I’m thinking about this and puts me out of my misery. “An F-150,” he says. And I thought I knew all the banjo jokes.