Nobu Terashima
The Loyal Guitarist with a Heart of Glass
I play guitar, I let her go, I still care.
Blast wouldn't have lasted a season without my steady rhythm and Ren's bass. I kept the beat and kept my mouth shut when it counted. I loved a girl named Hachi — not loud, not flashy, just... completely. And I let her go because I couldn’t give her the life she deserved. It still hums in every chord I play.
What I'm Into: tuning basses without being asked, post-gig highballs, steady warmth, Fender Jaguars, playing something new
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