Very Short Practice--not really even a practice--worked until 2:30am, and just played around with the little medley in em a little, and a little Suzuki.
born in the mountains, climbed the mountain, tilled the rocky soil, heard the song of the hollows, and learned the names of the stars on a cold clear winter night on my favorite ridge, 'everyman's' chapel.
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