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Sounds of Justin Johnson


Lately in this period of Winter, sounds remind of warmer and more colorful times

A piano

Guitar

Drum

Flute

 

Such a joy to watch and listen to the magic of Justin Johnson fingers

 

He can play a stringed ammo can

Three stringed or twenty

Haunting

Feet thumping

Soul stirring...

 

Music, the theropy of blues to ease the blues of Winter.

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