Nashville, TN -- Song
writer and bag boy Al Richardson, 16, wrote his first song he dared perform live.
After the open mike set, one old timer country musician came to see him. Al had
seen him in some bar bands before, he said he was Mike.
"That song has some potential, son, and your words is good, but you gotta
lose the arms."
"Why?"
"Really? You don't know? It's the 1950s, they had arms and charms in a
hundred songs, you know them pop songs and doo wop stuff."
"Er, thanks, Mike, I'll work on it."
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