My Nephew Smashed My 8000 Dollar Gibson Guitar And My Family Expected Me To Forgive Him

Emotional distress. Lost work time. A total demand of one hundred twenty three thousand dollars. I forwarded it to my own attorney, Joel Ramos, a Nashville guy who’d handled contracts for half the musicians I knew personally. He called ten minutes later, laughing. This is the funniest demand letter I’ve seen all year, he said. They have no case, I continue reading …