Her fingers moved like lightning. No. Like fire. Burning the stage with notes and chords that severed my soul from body. A disembodied spiritual experience with the others in the crowd. We sang along as one unit: Woodstock, 1969.
Thanks to 
Her fingers moved like lightning. No. Like fire. Burning the stage with notes and chords that severed my soul from body. A disembodied spiritual experience with the others in the crowd. We sang along as one unit: Woodstock, 1969.
Thanks to