By this time I'd been thumping along for a few years now and had played in a small variety of bands. Then along came Simba What can I say about Simba. His name is actually Humphrey. He called himself Simba because it suited him better. He was raised in Kenya and schooled in English schools -- highly educated and spoke English far better than almost everyone in Idaho. A genuinely beautiful man with his lanky, Jimmy Hendrix-ish frame, rich coffee colored skin, perfect ball-shaped afro and an impeccably trimmed beard after the Greek fashion that came to a flat point an inch below his chin. When Simba first looked at you, you were sure you were the only human in the world that mattered to him at that moment. Quite a presence. Paul introduced me to Simba, who was looking for a bassist. At the time I only had the big blue acoustic, so that's what we went with. Just me, Simba playing guitar, and Paul on the mandolin at first. It took ...
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