Red guitar you were such a peculiar looking thing when I first saw you out at that little shop at the end of line 7. I had to have you. I’m sure you weren’t made of the same stuff that real Ric’s are made of, but I didn’t care. Your tuning pegs badly needed replacing and often when I sat to play with you, your upper horn would jab me in the man-bosom—but being loansome with you in Icheon (2005, 06) is one of those memories I’m romanticising the further I get from it.
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