99% of all guitarists do not survive the fall off Dave Matthews Peak, the splintered remains of their Yamaha acoustics and worn, browned strings littering the ground beneath.
The ones that do have a long period of thankless chop building ahead of them, which is paid off when they become True Bluesmen.
The Forbidden Blingdom comes at you with the following kickin’ track:
Guitar solo is all me, baby. Rock on!
