Well it's happened. Rob's been smiling a 'shit-eating' grin that just won't go away. From whence dideth it come? It hails from the depths (and the loins) of the sounds of Samour! Mony's normally solo Thursday night guitar lesson with Rueben was hi-jacked for the profit of Samour Sounds. The lesson here is that with some risk comes great reward. All will not be revealed tonight, but here's a taste of how the night began. A jam session with a seasoned guitarist (that's Reuben, not Rob) and a young lad of only 10, who is not afraid to take on and accompany said seasoned guitarist.
That's how our son gets it done! No music, no need for a teacher, he can jam with anyone. He's that good! Stay tuned for more jams, from the rockin' loft on E. Bartlett Place.
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