Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
I don’t understand why people love me.
And that’s probably what a lot of my troubles that tour boiled down to. I was coming to terms faster with the fact that I could love other people without understanding it than I was the opposite.
By showtime the heat had let up a little, so it was hot but in a bearable way. There were large fans set up on either side of the stage, strategically placed to make up for the lack of breeze.
“Is this my first time in Alabama?” I asked Flip.( Read the rest of this entry » )