Apparently, I look like an undercover cop. On a mildly circuitous journey home, I bumped into this guitarist, who I’d met only earlier this week. We shared a laugh and a clasp of hands, but before we could share a conversation, a third party member showed up, a mite past tipsy I’d wager, sternly asking me to remove myself from the scene and to leave the guitarist alone. Our inebriated amigo had a guitar of his own, or at least a bag intended for one, on his back. When I assured the unlikely defender that I wasn’t disturbing anyone, he paused before letting me in on his secret: he thought I was a cop. Eventually, he went away. Long story short, don’t mess with musicians. Anytime. Anywhere. Anyplace. Just support great music!
14.06.13
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Apparently, I look like an undercover cop. On a mildly circuitous journey home, I bumped into this guitarist, who I’d met only earlier this week. We shared a laugh and a clasp of hands, but before we could share a conversation, a third party member showed up, a mite past tipsy I’d wager, sternly asking me to remove myself from the scene and to leave the guitarist alone. Our inebriated amigo had a guitar of his own, or at least a bag intended for one, on his back. When I assured the unlikely defender that I wasn’t disturbing anyone, he paused before letting me in on his secret: he thought I was a cop. Eventually, he went away. Long story short, don’t mess with musicians. Anytime. Anywhere. Anyplace. Just support great music!

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