
For an embittered Edgar Winter, his later years as a staggeringly unconvincing professional drag queen were all just one wild, decades-long blur of seedy Motel 6 bedrooms, empty Val-U-Rite vodka bottles and (blessedly) hazy memories of an eager, pantsless Rick Derringer.
Shame, shame, shame on you for maligning Edgar Winter like that! : )
Very clever!