The best guitar player I've ever played with was a guy named Marshall Scott. Turned out he was also the best banjo player I've ever met. He played on a few albums by a local band called Outdoor Plumbing Company.

I kept thinking he'd be snatched up by a better known bluegrass band. Then I moved away. I later learned he'd moved near me so I tried to contact him.

Turns out that he'd committed suicide shortly after moving here. Such a waste of a human life, ... and such a waste of incredible talent.

I know it's a downer story, but he could play rings around a ton of the Nashville musicians. I lost touch with him so I have no idea what was going on with him.

To me it's a reminder of how many people there are out there who could put the well known artists to shame if they were just given a chance.

Bob
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