Sandy Had Some Brandy

A testament to Sandy (our guitar player). Some of it written in Joycean style.

Sandy had some brandy
Mixed with black coffee
Then he played a solo
On his humbucker Fendor

Strat the blues note
Or maybe the fourth
Pick the humming buck her
Tuck her
“Red wine” pearl

Might be on a Marshall
Or a bloody Stranger
Danger
Save her

Waiting to play again
When the solo ends
Here it comes, cometh come
Quiet
It’s done

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