This afternoon, we went to the guitar show just to look…after all, most of the guitars there ranged from $2000 to $20,000. But Venita thought it would be a good place to take pictures and that I would like to walk around drooling at all the shiny. And, boy, there was some shiny. There were guitars, basses, mandolins and banjos of every race, creed and color. Gibsons, Fenders, Gretsches, Yamahas, Taylors…green ones, red ones, black ones, sparkly ones…ones covered in fake blood…ones that were such a deep mahogany they sucked out your soul…new ones, old ones…really, really old ones. There was a small row of National steel guitars that made me hyperventilate with desire. It was after that when I determined to treat this more like a museum than a guitar store (as if looking at a $95,000 guitar didn’t do it before then).
Anyway, as we were going up and down the rows, a nice young man in a small booth was packing up and selling out his stuff. Front and center, he had an acoustic 12-string for sale at a reasonable price (i.e., one that I could afford to pay cash). I started to walk away, but I have always wanted a 12-string, and so…I am the proud owner of a 1986 Alvarez 5221. Huzzah!
Way cool!
I bet it will sound great on your next recording 🙂