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Location: 6 String Ranch | She was from Texas. |
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Location: SoCal | Never said I didn't like them, and truth be known, Bill, I'm convinced that you're right. It's just the lust that I had for 35 years over the Thead that gripped my testicles. I'd still like to get the Hamer. |
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Location: Clermont FL | My first guitar was given to me by the guy across the street, a white guitar with no name on it. My Dad had to staple the back together with ceiling staples, this was in 1955. Stu
Ovation 5868
62 Fender Jazzmaster
74 Guitorgan
63 Fender Jazz Bass |
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Location: State College, PA | Well, let's see... (leaning back and scratching chin...)
My first acoustic guitar (we won't talk about the Lafayette electric) was a Harmony, brush-painted in an attractive mottled black exterior trim enamel.
Its action was so bad, (How bad was it???)
Its action was so bad, you couldn't check the intonation without laceration - not that you could hear the harmonics, anyway.
No, truthfully, it was the only guitar I ever caught a splinter from off of the neck....
I didn't have a Silvertone until my second acoustic - and that one I ordered right out of the Sears catalog - got their biggest one, figuring it'd sound the best - y'know I had that guitar for a couple of years, and I never really thought it was that bad.... Learned Travis picking on that instrument, bar chords too.
Kept it until I bought a Martin - the one Martin I ever owned, which I kept until the Larivee, which was right before the Old Warhorse 1111-1 I've still got...
I wonder what happened to that old Harmony? Probably there's a stout tree growing where somebody planted it...
Thanks for the memories...
Michael
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Location: 6 String Ranch | Paul, I understand that grip thing. |
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Location: Upper Left USA | In a land where the letter “R” sounds like it is a vowel, I was the number 5 kid of seven. I watched as my older brother learned to play his “Tiger” guitar with the Amp-in-the-guitar-case. I also watched my older sisters with their Guilds and Martins play something called “Folk” music.
The first guitar I got to call mine was a Yard Sale relic with missing strings. If it wasn’t a Silvertone or Winston it was still in that genre. Painful and semi-useful.
Much later in life I came by a Winston Classical that would fit into my locker at work. It became a lunchtime strummer and conversation starter. Today it sits in my garage stripped to bare wood, braces repaired and has a veneer over the headstock. I am considering a test run with the Dremel adapter for doing Purfling. Maybe end up with an Abalam inlay around the body. Will try some inlay on the frets and practice buffing/polishing.
It’ll still sound like crap but it should shine and cover up a bare spot on the wall!
Now, about that Sears bike having a grip on your balls! But that is another story... |
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Memories: Did it get you started?
