Amos is a Troubador.

If you ever saw him ambling across the Getaway grounds with his slouch hat and his Martin slung on his shoulder, you would know at a glance. He can sing most anything given just a hint, and he can sell a song and make the ladies weep or speed up the beat of their hearts. 600 years ago,he would have wandered from castle to castle and all the towns in between, and he would have been just as comfortable in a barn with two farmers thumping on washtubs and sipping cider, as he would be in the boudoir of the Princess at midnight. As good as he is on CD, Amos is just great fun to watch and jam with.
I count myself lucky to have spent as much time as we have together, and he's gone from someone whose wit, humor, and spirit I enjoyed, to someone whose friendship and brotherhood means very much to me.

And that will make him blush, but I mean every word.