A group of my running friends and I are talking while listening to a friend’s music. He was in a band in the 80’s, he wrote several songs, which we all listen to now. I’m always joking about how if it weren’t for running, we’d likely never have met. We’re all often joking about that, actually. Sometimes, when we’re all talking and not running, this is abundantly clear.
Me: Wow, J, this is good stuff. Nice guitar in this one.
A: Yeah, I like it.
H: I’d like to rock out to this on the way to work.
Me: Listen to your voice, holy crap!
J: Yeah, I wrote all kinds of this hard stuff back then.
S: Burn me some copies, okay?
J: Sure, no problem.
O: You know this is really awesome. Thanks for letting us listen. You know, the only thing that’s missing?
J and group: What?
O: Banjo.
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