Two-named guitarist, NOLA

“Hi, my name is…” and that was it. He had two names, and he said them to me like it was the most important thing ever. I gave him two dollars, and from there it was all stare. “I play weird chords,” he said. “The weird ones are better.” I remember it sounded like a country name, but he was from Aurora and living in New Orleans. He stood there, strumming, but I didn’t hear a thing. I’m bad with names.
Two-named guitarist, NOLA
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