happens by chance to turn the amp, guitar to attack a trust and start phrasing and when it happens to me frequently now, you create a special atmosphere here that memories reappeared with their adolescent intended emotions.
Particularly today with me the memory of a person who unfortunately is no more, which seem past twenty years in an instant, and that "so little" that I had the opportunity to learn from him just watching him play.
Here again I see him again like it was yesterday, in a bench in the square S. Francis, plectrum in his mouth, to teach me (something rare and unique) the initial arpeggio of a famous song by Neil Young who, at this particular moment of nostalgia and sweet memories, will reclaim the original author
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