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    I have been playing and hosting Open Mics since I started out as a soloist back in 2000. I have met some of the most amazing and gifted songwriters to come through this city (and have made valued friendships with a few) and who continue the dream of being THAT musician that makes a sustainable career in music. Recently I have come across a good amount of elder songwriters and guitarists that are just playing because they can. Because this is their time and their turn to have a crowd of listeners. I reflect on the people I see today versus 5-10 years ago when it was mostly younglings on the scene out to meet people and practice up their newest stuff as a practice for the future. But the older folks are not pushing an agenda, not trying to get in with the BAR to snag an opening gig. They just come to play because they want to share. The joy I see when they meet other guitarists is real and warm and exudes a joy that seems to elude many of us. They personify the thrill of playing and their pride of their life-passion. The revel in that people listen and react. Sometimes we take that for granted, those of us who have regular shows. I am very happy to be a small part of their life and of their audience. I say CHEERS to the old guys and gals still giving themselves to music. See y’all on Sunday, Banks St. Bar, 5-8pm.