| in my little Bisayan town the guitar strings are loose and the sound becomes musically challenged i will be having a hard time with my lyrics and choice of pitch because of this faulty guitar and this hardheaded guitarman one day i decided to sing alone less the guitar and the guitarist and then i learned to live and sing without so much fuss without any need for a guitar or any accompaniment surprisingly i can sing alone and yet still be in tune without things without so many people yes, it is this solitude and the rest becomes mere surplusage |
