The thing that interests me is that, last night, sitting in a tiny place in Madrid, Spain, talking to my wife, that riff starts. It's on the jukebox or soundtrack. It isn't Chuck Berry-- it's someone doing Chuck Berry. But it's there, 4216 miles and 55 years from when he first recorded it. (I know he's not the first to play it-- but he's the first to play it that way, and it's his.) Pretty cool.