mrbray

Nashville, TN, USA

I learned to play the guitar in a single evening. My Grandfather pulled out a classical guitar from the closet, strummed a Spanish melody, handed me the instrument, and went to bed. I stayed up all night until I had mastered the sound I heard. With my fingers bleeding smiling from ear to ear, showing him I had learned the tune. He said, "we'll the guitar is yours, you earned it." That is how my musical journey began.