Seek: Reports from the Edges of America & Beyond by Denis Johnson:
I’ve located Joey. He looks the same, only older, just as sad or perhaps more so, having lived thirty years longer now and found more to be sad about.
Joey and I sit out front of my tent in the dirt while he tunes up. He’s played professionally for decades, and he doesn’t do it just for fun very often anymore. But just to oblige me… We sing a few of the old ones while the teenage Ohanans get a fire going about six feet away and start good-naturedly hassling whoever wanders past for drugs.