Monday, February 7, 2011

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WE WANT MOORE

Dear Gary:

I'm still stunned. Took all day yesterday assimilating, so I decided not to write until today. Lately no "talked" much as before, but my fault that yours, I must say. The last time was a couple of months when we travel to Japan and were rockin every night.

remember when we met, almost seems like yesterday, but it rained a lot longer. It was about the wild frontier, I was a young man hungry for rock, and you showed me your riffs over the hills and even farther, we saw the resurgence of thunder, and led me to be a loner sometimes while taking Fridays in my head.

I still have pictures those days, the warrior jacket, when in my room, into what we now call air guitar with your own and impossible riffs, along with Ritchie, Eddie and Michael. Those days of teen idol, who did not want to be a victim of the future.

do not know if you remember, of when your guitar taught me that I could not wait until tomorrow, and after my first disappointment in love, you gave me the empty rooms, where they learned to live without love, and together we left behind this decade of fear of a nuclear attack. You

Gary, you know that not only do I owe you to help me getting older, showing the shape of things, also introduced me to Phil, and I end up changing their lives. What a great couple did. Always appeared with good friends and Cozy, Glenn, Don ..... all side by side. That will have that blessed land of Ireland, where each November 1 and not only will I have to bring flowers to Phil and Rory, now unfortunately, also to you.

now no where to be, but surely you've taken your Gibson. I know you like the English guitar, as there is Seville which says that something dies in the soul when a friend is gone, and I swear it's true, what will become of us when our heroes like you come ye, that fight, and who yell.

If I were a believer, I would put a candle every Sunday, but you know full well that I'm not, my only religion is that you have always preached, that of the decibel and the warmth of the feelings, so as a true devotee, the heart of Cadiz Irish soul, will he come to your songs every time I catch the uneasiness because a friend Gary, There is one thing that never in doubt, We Want Moore.

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