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The Old Guitar: a love song
They say you are inanimate, but I believe they lie. The world is made of tiny stuff that never quite stands still; and as your presence here suggests, this world is where you’re from. They say you have no feelings, … Continue reading
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Tagged breath, daily poems, guitar, illusion, inanimate objects, love poetry, NaPoWriMo
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A Tale of Two Singers
Last night I had the opportunity to take in a performance by a young singer-songwriter-guitarist named Adam Dale. I understand he’s originally from the Shreveport area but now based out of Baton Rouge. He plays a mix of original material … Continue reading
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Tagged Aaron Flinn, Adam Dale, Berklee, guitar, music, musicianship, reviews, singers
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