Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
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“Are you guys going to do that in the actual show?” Mickey asked. The run-through was over. I’d survived. I was sitting on the band riser with my hand in a bucket of ice water. Ziggy was sitting next to me with a cat-canary smile on his face.