"He's very talented, for sure, and I don't know a thing about him." She goes after her polenta again. "Me? Wow... well, I was probably about eleven when I finally picked it up and started teaching myself with books and CDs I picked up from the library. It--the guitar-- was my Mama's. I vaguely remember her playing, but I know she loved to." Naea smiles, albeit sadly. "When I moved out, I didn't have as much time with school and work, but I took advantage of lunch hours and days off."