Re: Tragedy
You're not alone, chitin. Years ago, a friend arrived on his motorcycle at my place to play some music with me. His melodeon, which he'd bungeed onto the bike, as he had many times before, was gone. He retraced his route but didn't find it. It never did turn up. I hope you have more luck. Inform your local music stores and pawn shops (I know, you're in a big city), and look for community bulletin boards online. If the mandolin survived and someone picked it up, chances are they don't know its value. All the best.
Robert Johnson's mother, describing blues musicians:
"I never did have no trouble with him until he got big enough to be round with bigger boys and off from home. Then he used to follow all these harp blowers, mandoleen (sic) and guitar players."
Lomax, Alan, The Land where The Blues Began, NY: Pantheon, 1993, p.14.
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