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Twang, twang, twang! The sharp sound gave Eddie reason to pause. Taking a stunted drag off a cigarette, the Roadie attempted to locate the source of the disturbance. Years in the business, not to mention his own practice, allowed him to recognize the sound of an out of tune guitar. By the time Eddie came on the scene, whoever was screwing around with the instrument had left it alone. Eddie had a deep respect for any instrument, and gingerly took it in his hands, taking a seat on a nearby Amp.
"I dunno who was messin' with you, but you deserve better than that."
And so the Roadie set out to do something that was as natural to him as breathing. Tuning a guitar.