The strings moaned as he dug into the fretboard desperately for answers.
Yea, he bended the strings and plucked, of course it moaned.
Ha ha. I'm damn tired.
Well, sleep la.
I beg for company. I wish to organise my boss.
Imagine a song made up of bar chords, the entire thing consists only of bar chords.
That would be lame, yet cool at the same time, yet lame at the same time also.