My guitar and I have always been partners in rhyme. One early spring day in May, 2003, in front of a nationally-famous establishment that serves coffee on Coffee Road, in Bakersfield, California, my guitar was apparently an alledged accomplice in an alleged crime. I was an alleged witness. I won't tell you who the main alleged culprit was because that person apparently split the scene and is presently wanted in connection with that alleged crime. What was said crime? Playing guitar and singing el fresco, at a table adjoining the premises alleded to be the location of the alleged crime. It allegedly led the then managers of said establishment to call in a retired sheriff who subsequently allegedly threatened the alleged assailant with jail time for the alleged crime. The accomplice doubled as a 6-string weapon of mass construction, used for the intent purpose of raising community awareness about the needs of homeless people and others who have endured human suffering, poverty, disease, and the like. Yes, it allegedly happened in this town. Yes, if you're a street musician, it could allegedly happen to you!