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Mar 04, 2006 03:13

I went home tonight, and it had been a very long time since I have been there. You can tell that it's home when the bricks become less of a piece of property, but instead a piece of history that cannot be stolen from ones mind or heart.

I got a chance to have my one man audience to my favorite guitarist' concerts and he needs to find a break, he is going to rock people minds. He reminds of Clapton so much in the way that you can feel the blood drip off of their strings when they play. When music passes right through and intelligent processing and your smile is just an extension of your heart dancing, that's when music is at it's best.
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