Thank you, Peter ..whelmed.
(Since my Mater's first-name was Veva I shall presume some metaphysical ganglion is at work here.)
Then too, since I've let hair grow below ears, anticipating a preternaturally-warm spring (and use of my Indian head-band) I shall have to wait a bit ...
before instructing my hairdresser to shorten/install little spikes in the layers.
But is it OK for me to sing the complex incantation heard here, to the catchy tunes and orchestration of, say Das Lied von Der Erde?
(..Cause you know how I Be re ..guitars at ƒƒƒƒ ... right Laddie?)
:-þ