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Apr 29, 2023·edited Apr 29, 2023Liked by David W. Berner

A Brooklyn friend owns a guitar shop, donating all proceeds to charity. He sponsors jam sessions in the shop and posts them on Instagram. Yesterday several young guys were playing a song I used to play in our family basement maybe 50 years ago with my brother and some friends. I remembered the song but couldn't for the life of me remember its title, or who recorded it. But it brought back the feelings I had all those years ago. Then I realized that I was the only member of our impromptu basement sessions group that was still alive.

I watched the guitar player and saw the chords he was playing. It's a simple three chord country folk tune, G Am D repeated over and over. So, I picked up my guitar and played a few verses. The next day I made a guess at who recorded the original. It was the Byrds on Sweetheart of the Rodeo. I hadn't heard or even thought of that song in over half a century. Now I can't get it out of my head. The song and the memories and the feelings.

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A touching piece, David. Thanks for the memories, some of the best.

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