April
"When the April wind wakes the call for the soil, I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and, as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow, I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding, blooming into a spirit of spring."
Dallas Lore Sharp, 1870-1929
Harley Benton G112 Celestion V30
Cabinet for Electric Guitar
169 €
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Major 3rd
love it....great tones and playing....pretty song...a little bit o Celtic feel to it...super!
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29 février 2020 à 21:58
Wade
To be one with the land is a joy. Spring is the time when we feel this most. Your fine music captures and celebrates this with honesty.
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9 mars 2020 à 04:30
Acousticeg
My Grandparents were farmers all their lives. The happiest time as a child was when I lived and worked on the farm. They taught me the meaning of, To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.
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9 mars 2020 à 08:04
Wade
I also spent time on my grandparent's farm in Tennessee, which gave me the same sort of appreciation. I hated LA where I grew up and eventually lived and worked on the land...and I still do, but no longer in the USA.
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1 mars 2020 à 12:11
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