Well, the joke was supposed to be that "Is he gonna be playing that old shit" was meant to answer with WHICH old shit? But it turns out that the actual answer is ALL of them! And that's how it should be, he's self-validating ALL of it, so hell yeah, although I do wish he would revisit "I Thought It Was You" in some fashion.
RIP, Connie.
She brought her own guitarist when she toured, so I was out of work when she was appearing at the theater in NY, where I was in the house band, for the first few nights that she sang there.
Then, when she was attacked at the Holiday Inn, right near the theater, they replaced her with Melba Moore, who didn't carry her own guitarist with her.
I was really young when I had that gig,still in my teens, so when they asked me if I could play R&B, I said "sure", not even knowing what the hell that meant. I was completely about jazz when I had that gig, and didn't give a crap about any 'commercial' music.
The guys in the house band kind of gave me a hard time, because I was getting paid a full week's salary for only working half the week (about seven bills, which was pretty good money back in the 70s), and they were getting the same amount for working a full week of shows.