Saturday, August 19, 2017


I attended Department Head School in my own way. I was young. I lived in the BOQ by the quiet water next to the library and gym. I used to hear the most incredible guitar music from next door. It was another student playing his 12 string guitar and playing Segovia like a master.

I think one becomes an adult when one confesses that you would not give anything to play like that. No. You've got some really awesome things in your life you won't give up on pain of death. I got a couple of those. Well, OK, mabye a couple of dozen.

Still, to play like that. I think it's worth doing. I'm talking about this.

I'd definitely have a lash at it.

Oh, and by the way, if you didn't read Nino Culotta or John Patrick O'Grady, you missed out.

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