The Master......
Good to see that he never forgets his roots. Initially he played an old Australian tune few would recognise. "The Road to Gundagai" was written in 1922 and was a favourite of Australian troops during World War II. Gundagai is a town in country New South Wales, Michele's home State. Here are the lyrics just for interest:
There’s a track winding back to an old fashioned shack
Along the road to Gundagai
Where the blue gums are growing, the Murrumbidgee’s flowing
Beneath that sunny sky
Where my Mummy and Daddy are waiting for me
Where the pals of my childhood are waiting for me
So no more will I roam till I’m headed right for home
On the road to Gundagai
There’s an old fashioned Ford made of rubber, tin and board
Along the road to Gundagai
The radiator’s hissing, and half the engine’s missing
The oil tank’s running dry
There’s water in the petrol and sand in the gears
And it hasn’t seen a garage for more than twenty years
But O lord hear the roar when the pedal hits the floor
Along the road to Gundagai.
There’s a track winding back to an old fashioned shack
Along the road to Gundagai
Where the blue gums are growing, the Murrumbidgee’s flowing
Beneath that sunny sky
Where my Mummy and Daddy are waiting for me
Where the pals of my childhood are waiting for me
So no more will I roam till I’m headed right for home
On the road to Gundagai
There’s an old fashioned Ford made of rubber, tin and board
Along the road to Gundagai
The radiator’s hissing, and half the engine’s missing
The oil tank’s running dry
There’s water in the petrol and sand in the gears
And it hasn’t seen a garage for more than twenty years
But O lord hear the roar when the pedal hits the floor
Along the road to Gundagai.
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Thanks Daryl. He must have borrowed that guitar... it's still scratch-less and shiny and not beat the hell up!
neverfoundthetime wrote:
I'm pretty sure it's his old Maton. The finish on the lower bout (behind the bridge) is all worn off (it may look like a shiney reflection to you) but it's really raw wood. And if you look closely (magnify your browser 200%) you can see there is a name in the upper bout just below the end of the fret board. I think the name is "Angelina".Thanks Daryl. He must have borrowed that guitar... it's still scratch-less and shiny and not beat the hell up!