On stage tonight, lead guitarist, his son and a friend,
singing along with the band, voices clear and defined,
attuned to sounds and tones of rhythms being played.
A joyous occasion, smiles going all around Wagon Yard,
everyone having a perfect time, living in music, spread-
ing its energy around.
Sharing with everyone here tonight, rhythms blending in
synch with the band, a beautiful experience, that's now
tempting us.
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