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Post by jim on Jul 30, 2012 13:10:45 GMT -5
Third bazinga :Gary Moore - Live Blues
Sometimes, when im very drunked, i take a trip to see Gary playing in a small venue in London - The Angel takes me by the hand and together we fly to the show via Chicago - I know he does not like this , but for a reason he does not know by now , he cant say no to me ... Im so cute... Even when im drunked.
"But must you drink that much ?" ,he said. "hey man , you are the driver , you got the keys ", i replyed as i emptyed my glass ...
"A few days ago, i met an Irish guy with long hairs and with a guitar on his shoulder... " Said the Angel. " He was wearing a strange shirt, and said someting like "ourself alone". "What could he have meant with this ?" "I guess i know who do you mean..." I said ... He noticed a kind of distress in my voice , so he was patienly waiting for more ...
"You should take a drink",i said "Hum... Why not? he whispered , a bit resigned. And he trow the keys on the table , fill a glass, and listened to the blues.
INTRO: "Separate Ways" :
Jumpin' At Shadows
Story Of The Blues
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