Mi amiga,
I went to high school from 1964 through 1968. I was in many bands and most sucked.
However, in my senior year, I was in the best band in which I ever played. The guitar player in that band had some of the fastest fingers I’ve ever seen on a guitar player.
The reason I bring this up is that your choice here is ironic, if only for me.
Yesterday, that guitar player, one of my closest friends ever, and his wife were killed in a car accident. If it's OK with you, I’ll use this elegy in honor of Bill Tyler.
So, serendipitously or not, thank you.
CKA,
Michael