I'd call it guitar, but it feels like it originated in pre-Columbus Chile, and made its way to Arabia, then ended up in Korea, and is being played by a black guy with sun glasses and a shaved head for just above minimum wage in a miso and ramen shop. by Marshall CB Hiatt

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Mar 2014

I can hear the song that I was to write, but words don't describe music well.

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Marshall CB Hiatt 21/M/Salt Lake City

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