When my cousin George came to visit me a couple of weeks ago, he pulled out the dusty guitar which has been lying under my bed for the best part of about five years now. After a few minutes of tuning he was able to breathe some life into the old thing, and we started busting out the tunes. It’s kind of made me think, I feel bad for neglecting my guitar. I really should find the time to practice on it a bit more. There used to be a time when I wasn’t that bad. I got carried away in the moment and began looking at some of the best alvarez guitars online, maybe I’ll take some lessons or something.
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