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HOME RUN, ROBIN M BROWNE. HOME RUN.
Brooklyn Bobby (Detail), 2007.
Work by Daniel Kornrumpf.
Hand embroidered on linen.
50” x 44”.
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20 years ago today, the world lost one of the best guitar players of all time, Stevie Ray Vaughan. Stevie defined my love of blues music and my passion to spend as many waking hours as I could with a guitar in my hands. I never met him and I never saw him play live, but he changed my life forever. Stevie quite literally gave me a career in music. Today I’m not John Mayer the famous musician, I’m John, the kid from the Connecticut suburbs who discovered a style of music that spoke for me when nothing else did. And I post this in honor of both Stevie and the thousands of undiscovered guitar players who shut the doors to their rooms, dim the lights and play along to the music of Stevie Ray Vaughan and find their escape through a Fender Stratocaster. Please watch this man play “Texas Flood” from his 1983 performance at the El Macambo. Thank you Stevie.
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“Look, I’m sorry for blowing up earlier. It’s just…I can feel tequila…in my face.”
Henri Lachambre and His Baloon at Nancy, France, 1895 by Anonymous
