Think of how many people with guitars there are in the world. Think how many of them get sad from time to time. Get punched in the gut from time to time. Sing to themselves from time to time. Think how good it feels when it sounds like they’re singing for you? Singing to your hurt? Think how good it must feel for them to to sing it.
Eventually though, every song has to end. Then presumably the hurt comes back and you’re left to play the song over again to blur it a bit more or to move on. It does feel good though. So volume 4 in our running series brings a quiet song meant for memories courtesy of Gold Star, aka Marlon Rabenreither. I give you his full name only so you can Google him, you’ll most likely want to.