I moved to Oregon when I was 20 for what would be the beginning of a lifetime of creating concerts, live music clubs, festivals and bands. You could have never convinced me as I found myself moving from palm trees and sunshine to a small, tree lined farm out in the middle of nowhere. My only real possession, my black Kramer bass with white plumbing tape on the edges. And then...rain....and more rain....and then it really started to rain...
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