place music

Within a big festival tent, nearly opaque so the sunlight coming through was filtered into deep red, but lit inside with stage lights, I watched a punk-generation guitarist playing acoustic guitar, really intricately and fast, and percussively. The music was very poignantly evocative of places, varying by how far up the neck he was playing. A band of 20somethings alternated with him in playing, playing in the same vein.

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