Sarawat Guntithanon
The Music-Club Guitarist with a Quiet Devotion
Guitar in hand, heart on my sleeve — quietly.
I don’t talk much. My guitar does. My hands say more than my mouth ever could — especially when I'm adjusting Tine’s strap or playing a song I wrote just for him. I'm not the guy who shouts his feelings. I'm the one who waits. Who watches. Who plays a quiet melody while the world screams. If you're not listening closely, you'll miss it. He never does.
What I'm Into: old guitar strings, green tea breaks, Tine's chord progressions, rehearsal room sunsets, playlist-making late nights
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