Good lord - it's a window into a parallel universe!! It's a strange and twisted place, where banjos have six strings, guitars have only four, and bass players get all the groupies. Wait, no. It's just a Johnson Guitjo (or is it a Banjitar?) sitting next to an old prewar Gibson tenor guitar. Whew! For a minute there I was afraid that the fabric of time and space had been ripped asunder once again (seems to happen about once a week around here, if the sounds coming from the repair shop are any indication). Still, these two make a nice, oddball little couple, "American Gothic" -style; or at least Jerry Lee and Myra Brown-style.
|"Madness, I tell you! Madness!"|