The guitar dream…

Sunday night. The spotlight reflects off his glittering guitar as he sways to the groove. Shredding a pulsating beat, he screams his solos with ease, like a snake gliding through a jungle of noise. Pedals, switches and all sorts of trappings are at his beck and call to maximise his symphonious experience. It feels fantastic. Someone enters stage right with […]

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Hammock time…

To and fro… Every night as I have done for the last 22yrs, always there, my mobile man cave! When I’m gone, at least I will have that to my name. So, each time i am here, birds in the nearby trees squabble amongst each other, what sounds to me like a lullaby as the […]

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