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Joe keeps it brief


I was chest-bumped, alroight!
It's a big club, and Joe Cumia ain't in it.
It's interesting how he used the word "hobbyist", as I've been referring to Joe as an amateur guitar hobbyist for years now. For all his bluster, and his gift for memorizing how to play old classic rock hits, Joe treated music like a hobby for most of his adult life. He doodled around, he bought stuff, he tried to look the part, but he never pushed himself to be better, or challenged himself artistically. He wanted to parade around, cutting rock star poses, and playing the comfortable old tunes of his youth. Which he did. And now he's old, no one comes to his gigs, and he's trying to wash away the feelings of guilt and shame he's experiencing.