Kaki King is one of those guitarists who makes us feel like a fool for even eying the instrument, much less admitting we've been playing it for more than a decade. She is to the guitar what Chris Thile is to the mandolin: a freak of nature, an alien, or some other otherworldly being. It's just not humanly possible to be that allied with a piece of wood:
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