Shredder, Alive: Meet the New Generation of Guitar Heroes
June 21, 2012 I used to see this peacock that would play guitar outside of Blue Jays games. This was in Toronto when I was 13 or 14, so the mid-'90s. I'd be walking with my dad and brother to the stadium, and on one of the causeways there'd be a dude — his hair flowing and feathery, his feet spread wide in the classic power-rock stance, amp between his legs — fucking wailing for loose change. Wheedly wheedle wee and deedly deedle dee. …
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