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2004-07-25 - 12:57 a.m. Mmmmm... Guitar Goodness... Mmmm. Guitar goodness. I went to Tom's show at Amici tonight. I almost didn't - wasn't sure I wanted to go out. Then I looked at the clock and exclaimed "Damn! I'm gonna be late." And thus I realized I was in fact going to see Tom play. I'm glad I went. Not only was it (obviously extremely) worth it in terms of the experience - I swear I could listen to him play for hours and hours and hours - but the turnout was disappointing. I can only assume it's because the weather having cooled off caused folks to be out doing things in the outdoors, or something. I wound up writing a poem. Or maybe I should say that I wound up starting a poem about his playing. I'm not sure it's really done; I don't like something about the last stanza, but I'm not sure what's off about it. They were somewhat having a bit of fun at my determinedly staring off into space and mumbling while I tried to find my wording. (I sort of sat at the sideline of the conversation so I could write - I wasn't about to miss watching and listening with full concentration by trying to write while Tom was actually playing.) There's more to be said about my weekend and about life, but I'm sleepy and will go to bed now. You get stuff that isn't about how Tom is like a guitar-god tomorrow.
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