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"TUNE IT"
The son of a cowboy novelist
and one of our finest Western
apes of angels, come to
story/song
stood raw
like a sort-of
modern, American
Elvis Costello
onstage, messing with
his strings.
So I stood
in the crowd
always right
next to her, and screamed
"YEAH!
TUNE IT!"
I got such an elbow in
the ribs, for that! Aimed
right and hard from my better,
sharper than-back-then
half,
as she laughed,
but
It was so well-worth it, because
I meant every word.
And
she knew I did,
hence the hard-struck
nerve.
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