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The sweet, passionate melody captivated his heart from the first note; it was full of radiance, full of the tender throbbing of inspiration and happiness and beauty, continually growing and melting away; it rumoured of everything on earth that is dear and secret and sacred to mankind; it breathed of immortal sadness and it departed from the earth to die in the heavens - Ivan Turgenev
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0 Members and 1 Guest are viewing this topic. Great! Now all you need is a washboard player and someone on gut-bucket bass. So far, no one around my neck of the woods has shot us for doing that kind of thing. (Our tenor player has started banging a few tunes on the uke; he's looking for a banjo-uke.)
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