...Anyway you want me/ Long as you love me/ It's all right...
I just watched David Smith play the guitar on a teevee show.
Okay, not so impressive.
He was sitting on a chair.
Also not so impressive.
He had both feet tucked behind his neck.
The best part was his exit: the chair glided silently off stage right, powered by an invisible mechanism.
I lie. The best part was his beautiful face.
(Bend Me, Shape Me; The American Breed)
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