“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
– Maya Angelou
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Caged drums, mixers, lights and Marshall.
It must Saturday morning once again.
This is the recording studio where my son is learning to play the guitar. The place is quite big (circa 20 rooms) and bands walk in and out the whole day to practice.
The studio has these caged instruments for hire right around the place and so it would make a nice inanimate post.
This is a followup to The Shades of Saturday Morning post.