Crossroads

They say he’d been here before, a long time ago,
But now with a new determination,
He was ready to do what he would have to do,
To become a blues guitar sensation.

And so he returned to Rosedale,
But now with fingers of gold,
And everyone swore it was a pact with the devil,
Bought in return for his soul.

But perhaps I am too cynical,
Of myths and fables I’d just as soon disregard,
But I’ll say he simply went off to his room,
And practiced really hard.

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27 thoughts on “Crossroads

  1. You hit the nail on the head. Why is it people want to think that great art comes without any practice? As you and I know, it takes a huge amount of commitment. I once heard Yo-Yo Ma say that if he missed a day of practice, he would know. If he missed two days, we would know.

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    • I think you’ve already sold your soul to the devil if that’s the case…Anyway, sorry to take the mystique out of the story, but I was reading how Robert Johnson came on to the blues scene and totally sucked and then he went away for a while and came back great. Everyone swore he made a pact with the devil. I think he just locked himself in his room with his guitar for a while!

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