mike edwards guitar player, maggot brain

Me and my brother Troy jamming at a BBQ. We played ourselves into tears cause this is the song he wants played at his funeral. We had never played it. It just happened and we both just played teary eyed thinking the same thoughts not uttering a word. However, since that time I had a misfortune. I contracted something synonymous to flesh eating bacteria, causing me to lose a large portion of my right thumb. I suddenly went from being a professional guitarist of 25 years to a fallen musician yielding a