Me Auntie, singing a ballad to her departed son.
Wee Jimmy on the guitar, the drummer and the percussionist I do not know. Schmoe behind the Canon, sniveling like a bitch.
For those of you who would like the back story on this, it can be found HERE. It's been a little over four years, it seems like a million.
R.I.P. Cousin.
Joe
Some days you just need to walk away
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