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it all began in sleepy, rural, bernville, pennsylvania when i first picked up the guitar at the age of 14. i realized i needed to express my teenage anguish in something other than ice sculpting, my prior hobby and artform. i finished up high school and shocked my parents and a bunch of other people when i said i didn't want to go to college yet. so instead, i worked as a tour guide at a county park, where i served ice cream in between giving tours, and was late to work pretty much every day. my reason for being late (other than the occasional flat tire or my car not starting) was a consequence of the life i lived after work. i'd drive an hour and half to philadelphia, and an hour and half back, just to play ..
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