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Can you take the Southern out of the boy? Lived hard, loved and lost (more times than I want to admit), and still moving. Did that, want to do this, and I keep coming back for more. Is it in the water? Too much inbreeding, who knows. Just say that I've been touched with the curse of both having intelligence and being stupid as hell. Cie la vie.

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Duane Allman's grave


Duane Allman's grave
Originally uploaded by louster.

Guitar hero. Died too young. My room mate, Bob Young lived down the road from him, when they met at age 16. Seriously gifted. Loved the blues. Influenced a whole generation of slide players. One word: Soul.

Posted by hfb at 3:43 pm

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