Sometimes you have to shed some blood for the things you love… Or the people you love! Last night I found myself in the middle of what I thought was nowhere… Turns out it was a little fairytale called Susquehanna. Quaint. Old. Quiet. And out of the woodwork arrived a good 300+ people to fill the room and so there, I shed my blood for those in attendance… I saw the look in the girls’ eyes as she noticed blood dripping from my hand and slinging onto the pickguard… She covered her mouth as if to say “OMG”… I smiled. Ah, the things we do :)
