groove. You exchange a glance with your brother and you both think "This guy came to play." Whether he was picking a Leadbelly tune on his acoustic guitar or backing up Albert King at Montreux, Rory gave it all, every time. And could he slide? Glad you asked. Yes. If you wondered whether he was real all you had to do was look at his bruised, scarred, beautiful Strat. The finish was played right off it. Chicago to Cork, Cork to Anchorage.
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