My 1984 Taylor 815C, purchased new directly from Taylor Guitars, had made it through hundreds of bar gigs. It survived being strapped to the back of a mule while crossing a lagoon in Mexico, while I waded along behind and watched the water approaching within two inches of the case. On a 1995 Sunday afternoon… Continue Reading Falling, Falling, Snap
As we set up for a gig at a very small venue, I noticed the bathroom was close to the stage. This could be bad I thought. As the night progressed, the place got more and more crowded and I found myself actually dodging people on their way to the bathroom. The door kept swinging… Continue Reading Creeping Stench!
I was busy playing my PRS Custom 22 in my office where I keep my guitars and a couple of amps. The guitar and digitizers are in my office closet and the amps are under the credenza next to my desk! I was having a great time playing some bluesy up-tempo stuff and was working… Continue Reading My Biggest Fan!
In 1972 I was touring in Belgium with a musical group. My Martin D-28, which I’d scrimped and saved years for and was so precious to me that I’d had a custom cover made for the hard shell case, joined me on the road. I never let it out of my hands until one day… Continue Reading Martin D-28 Guitar vs. Beer Truck
A few years back my girlfriend at the time came over to my apartment with her Labrador…freakin dog was nuts…now that I think about it, so was she. Any who…the dog is running around the apartment and knocks over my new Gibson Les Paul R9 from it’s stand. Doesn’t the neck get broke!! Needless to… Continue Reading Left with a broken heart and a broken neck!
Brand new 12 string Alvarez auditorium body style with cutaway electric acoustic- probably had not owned it more than a couple of months when I had to resting underneath a shelf and I was reaching to get a cd and if all things a hockey puck that was laying on the shelf slipped off and… Continue Reading Alvarez 12 String Guitar vs. Hockey Puck
My Girlfriend at the time was angry as I played my guitar 6-10 hours a day at the time, we argued and she grabbed the guitar (the only thing that my dad ever gave me, that wasn’t a beating) out of my hands, and acted like she wanted to smash it, so I grabbed it… Continue Reading Angry, I destroyed a good friend.
Recently moved in with my boyfriend, space is limited. I love sitting listening to him play. Problem, the guitars are multiplying and soon I will have to sit outside and listen. He is already eyeing another to add to the collection! Which would be nice to listen to, just inside the house. [poll id=”3″] Ask… Continue Reading Buried in guitars
My 1995 Gibson ALL AMERICAN II. WHAT! It’s a discontinued model and pretty rare. It has single coil pick ups and it’s the loudest SOB of my 12 gats! I had it strapped on my shoulder, took it off, placed it on my guitar stand, bent over it to adjust my amp and pedals. The… Continue Reading Cracked My Neck
I ordered my first Gibson Les Paul, a 1978 Custom with maple fingerboard, on Jan. 2, 1978. My guitar arrived while I was on my honeymoon in April. I crossed the threshold of our home with my bride a week later, a new Les Paul in tow. I stayed up nearly all night playing my… Continue Reading Honeymoon Les Paul
I have four classes totaling 90 students through out the day. As you can see that I have nowhere to store guitars properly. As much the students and I try all it takes is one guitar to be pulled out and the walls comes a tumbling down. I have asked for racks before and I… Continue Reading So many guitars. Nowhere to store them.
We just bought a nice size parot from a local pet shop. We named him Gibson, myself being a guitar player thought this to be an appropriate name for the bird. Well my grand son Cristian left the cage door open and Gibson went over to my guitar rack and pecked a bunch of decent… Continue Reading Open Bird Cage