Roll a fatty and crank your favorite copy of Ya Yas.
JR was a legend. Knew him since the early 90s. At times it was a weekly Friday afternoon phone call, when he’d have started into the Guinness and would be chain smoking, playing his latest find or acquisition over the phone to me via his beloved Klipsches. Later he’d be sharing details about a “sweet” Gretsch guitar, or his intense harmonica
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