Todd Rundgren Unchained

THE FIRST SIGNAL of his approach is the abrupt appearance of a small black dog, hauling its thoroughly pregnant belly behind a couch just quickly enough to cause you to disbelieve your eyes. Seconds later, a head pokes around the corner with all the caution of a vaudeville comedian who wants to get the feel of an undetermined audience. Then, assured that the audience is friendly, he falls into a grinning puddle on the couch.