i'm terrible
i'm jimi hendrix, without any talent

but i am left-handed, that should count for something

Her eyes watch. Nothing there but observation.*

hey, you're a young guy
practice, practice , practice

these songs are from ACL, i didn't realize that
she's doing songs from Carwheels on a Gravel Road...one of my top ten desert island albums

of course the other nine might all be Joni Mitchell, with and LDR or two tossed in

~laughs~

I asked you a long time ago if you played guitar being all musical and all…I sure wish I could play like he did

Mmmm, very cute coochie shots!
grin

*trembling the gentle stroke is not so comforting, and she feels like a butterfly caught between two spiders*. Are you going to kill me?

I wish I could play it like him

<>He steps closer...He resonates of evil but yet He reaches out gently and strokes your face...
Hello there pretty girl.

*gasps as cold hands grip her shoulders, when feels the scream begin to bubble up from her chest*. What..what do you mean? Please...

very cool
can you play it?

It’s a sunburst, like the one she’s playing…only it’s electric

slips onto the floor and covers up with my blankets to try and rest

I am... curious. *And Illyria steps back to observe, cold eyes watch*.

Google

Gibson 1946 ES 150

*her heart begins to pound, bright blue eyes turn between the two, he delicate hands clutch to the handle of he basket, clutching it. The command, it stops her in her tracks. Terrified, the vein in her neck pulses.*

He grins
You like feeding her to Me don't You.
So awesome...so evil...

It was passed down from my gramp

Mr. “Ghost riders in the sky ”

You are always welcome here

Down

He appears behind her...strong hands resting gently on her shoulders