Peter Sprague Quartet Feat. Tripp Sprague Sax And Flute Gunnar Biggs, Bass & Duncan Moore, Drums at The Merc

About

I started playing guitar when I was twelve. Music was the soundscore to my salt-water reality. The Beatles Revolver album accented our summer in La Jolla Shores, Hendrix shook the resin fumed Basement Surfboard factory, (located in our Del Mar house’s basement, fire hazard potential included), and Crosby, Stills, and Nash’s “Suite Judy Blue Eyes” filled the air on our porch as the first puffs of a September Santa Ana wind began its journey from the desert to the ocean. From two feet underneath the pacific the magic and music of the Sixties was coming in loud and clear.

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