Dave Mallett was here the other day. What he does with a guitar cant be done. I'm so lucky to have such a friend. I haven't even tried to play my Nick Apollonio 12 string, but he can make it talk. When he laid it down, I was struck by the thought that came to me. I nearly wept. "The harp that once through Tara's halls its soul of music spread, now hangs as mute on Tara's wall as if that soul had fled, so speaks the pride of former days when glory's thrill is o'er for hearts that once beat high with praise now feels that pulse no more. Now I will weep. Goodnight all you wonderful friends. you have no clue how important you are to me.
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