Like the best of unhappy folk singers, John Bustine's rough-hewn voice wages war against the cheerful tones of his guitar strings, who love nothing more than the feel of his fingers and pick. I can imagine him somewhere in DC, sitting in a bar, drink in hand, his back against the wall, ignoring the yuppies and saying nothing.
You took your heels, your stitched up sleeves,John Bustine - This Guitar Says I'm Drunk [alt link]
and your phantom pains on an unpaid leave;
but whatever led you to believe
there was more to life than this?
So go on, god speed:
go sail the mountains or climb the seas;
go be everything you deserve to be
as a statewide finalist.
Buy Waltzes and Pleas from Gypsy Eyes Records
John Bustine's Myspace
(Note for John Bustine: You don't have to be made of money to have a website...)
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