is a long time that Joe does not go local.
still remembers very well what was going on, whenever, in his spare pause between one thing and another important (although, with the carefree life that was, and still is, would never have said it did not do that something); entered in that space.
There was always the same show.
A show that was repeated endlessly, before the eyes of local regulars.
A show that was made especially to accompany always the same gestures, the symbol of a life surviving the oppression of life, a life of looking for an escape from adversity.
A show for those who had not much to ask from life, because now we were resigned to their plight.
So, not just one of those regulars crossed the threshold of the place of Joe, a crucial meeting in the community, that here, in front of him - right on the bottom of that built on local wood, wood that seemed to defy all the odds, time, trying to keep to robust and efficient, no matter what happened - that's on that background, c 'was the group of three who was performing, offering every time his repertoire is always the same.
the group of three was so named because it consisted of only three members, who were also a real family: Sam, the father, thin and slender, in his forties, Kelly, his wife fat and full-bodied voice, the same age husband and, finally, little Johnny, who was the only son of this couple, just 17 years old, and very good in playing guitar.
The songs they sang were always the same.
What if they caught one in place of another to its entry into the local Joe, was only a matter of chance.
could happen that you came into the room at a time of general gloom, and then the Group of Three was there to sing (but in reality it was she, Kelly, the only woman of the trio, to lend her voice in display, while father and son were the instruments), his famous "Live & Dead," the most wrenching part of his repertoire.
Or you could go inside the room at a time of greater emphasis on expressive, and here the trio was there to delight the ears of the customers with the famous "I and you", which captured more than some applause in the end.
Every now and then, it could happen to receive a nice surprise.
Although the time in the community to go slow, and then the same components of the trio toyed willingly into laziness, indulging, day by day, the constant repetition of the same pieces (which never had provoked a reaction from the present, because, before the greatness of life and its problems, lacked the strength to really take it for little things like that), but going on, especially in days of inspiration, a of the three, usually the young and promising son, throw down a few words, and then wash it all down with a few notes here and there.
It was born a new piece.
piece, with a little 'luck, you could feel the cool fresh your entry into the room.
entered, and you understood immediately that there was nothing new, because that song had never heard, and you realize that it was certainly the last found the Group of Three, and this will put some cheer him, because you thought that if the trio had decided to start work on a new piece, then it was not yet reached the end of the world, and you could still hope for the better, for tomorrow.
Now, after so many years, he is once again crossing the entrance to the room of Joe and he can not imagine what we could find within this time.
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