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I look out my hallway window and watch the sky turn bright rust. The thing inside of me pulled me out of bed before the sun climbed into view: It needed to express. I needed to walk downstairs and play… Continue Reading →
Saw and heard George Thorogood his guitar sounded like the damned finding their salvation crying for their reprieve I played my guitar today wouldn’t have melted warm butter but it felt good to play and I was glad I… Continue Reading →
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