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I've told this before on AGF. It's really a story about the unforeseen influence of music.
There used to be a computer company here by the name of Gateway computers. They were kind of a big deal and they were the local boys become successful type of thing. The owner put on a Christmas party for everyone that worked for him. Food, drinks the whole nine yards. People came from all his plants and offices across the country. Everything paid for. For entertainment he hired the Allman Brothers. It turns out the Allman Brothers were a little confused by this because they were to expensive to play parties. They hadn't played a party in many years at this point. A friend of mine was doing the video for the concert and that's how I found my way in. So before the concert started all the people were mulling around in the auditorium with their free drinks etc. Now you have to understand that this crowd didn't know that much about the Allman Brothers. They didn't buy tickets and were a random sampling of the general public that happened to work for the computer company. I noticed Dicky Betts walking around in the crowd. I mean like there he was right there and no one knows who he is. I love their music and guitar playing but I'm not an autograph guy. I wanted to show my respect. So I put my hand out and thanked him for his music etc. While I'm shaking his hand I hear a girl saying "there's that guitar player". Totally assuming she was talking about Dicky I glance over his shoulder to see her pointing at me. I didn't know what to do. It totally took me out of the moment. I just smiled and nodded while shaking Dicky's hand. I'm sure Dicky thought she talking about him. I thought she might of recognized me from the band I was in but that wasn't the case. I used to play guitar in my second story bed room that was almost all windows. It looked out over my back yard. I'd have the windows open when the weather was nice as it was an enjoyable place to play. Her and her husband rented a house across the alley from me and would sit on their deck and listen. The attention and influence that occurs by playing guitar has always amazed me.
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Sorry I quoted the wrong poster.
Really interesting guitar! Amazing work. I meant to ask what is the significance of what is in the sound hole? |
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This isn't a story about an astounding guitar find or anything like it but it's one I will treasure for the rest of my life.
Last summer, my wife and I traveled to Kentucky to visit my daughter and her family. One day while watching my Grandson Sam, he and I went in my bedroom (their guest room) just to find something to do and he noticed my daughter's guitar in the corner. He pointed at it and smiled. Not wanting to waste the opportunity to play, I pulled it out and played a song for him. He was 2 years old at the time with no hearing disability at all but his baby sitter had taught him how to sign several words in ASL. When I finished the song he signed "more." I was very happy he liked it so I played and sang another. "More" So I sang another. "More" And another. "More" This went on for quite a long time, so long that I started repeating songs. Sam didn't seem to mind at all. He kept smiling and signing. "More" Finally my wife and daughter came home from their shopping excursion and Sam bolted out of the room to be with his Mommy. The moment was over but I'll never forget the most satisfying guitar session of my 50 years of playing. Best, PJ
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This is definitely not a happy guitar story, but it's a true story and part of my family lore concerning my grandparents on my father's side.
Back in the 1930s during the worst of the Depression my grandparents and their four children were, like most everyone in those days, quite poor. They had emigrated from Iceland in the mid-'20s in search of a better life, but then the Depression hit. They managed to make things work, though, by raising much of their food, and my grandfather was a skilled commercial fisherman. I have only good memories of my grandmother but, from some of the stories about her, it is apparent that she had some issues. From old photographs it's apparent that she was quite beautiful, and my grandfather was crazy about her. Music was always a big part of my Dad's side of the family, with much singing. I have great memories of the whole extended family singing at get togethers for hours on end. Anyway, back in the '30s my grandmother got it into her head that she really wanted a guitar. Although it was the height of the Depression, my grandfather managed to find a job digging ditches for ten cents per linear foot (I don't know how deep, but I imagine a few feet). He took this on in addition to everything else he was doing to feed his family, because he wanted to order a guitar for his wife. After much blood, sweat and toil he eventually earned enough money to order her a guitar from a catalog. I can just imagine how happy he must have been when it finally arrived. Unfortunately for all concerned, when he happily presented his wife with the hard-won instrument, she was not at all pleased. It was not the model she had in mind. To properly express her dissatisfaction, she took the guitar and smashed it to pieces. Amazingly, they remained married up until they passed away in the early '70s. As I said, my grandfather was crazy about her.
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Once I was reading a popular Internet forum where a man
offered to mail picks to people who sent in interesting guitar stories. He ended up having to stay awake 24 hours a day for two weeks and spent $1,000 on postage stamps and envelopes before he ran slap out of picks ... -Mike |
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It is great fun. My GKs like to make up verses for ole McDonald and Mr Johnson’s cat. |
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Assuming both quotes below refer to my earlier post.
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The build starts here if you're interested https://overendsite.wordpress.com/20...-guitar-build/ |
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I have to ask: have you ever seen the movie Magnolia?
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No, but it looks interesting. I'll put it on the list for this weekend...
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I was hosting this acoustic jam session several years back, and this unknown young hippie comes in and wants to play a song. He didn't have his axe, so I let him play my brand new top-of-the-line Takamine I had just bought. He declined a pick, and started strumming with his fingers. Hard.
After the song, I took the guitar back and noticed all the blood splatters on the beautiful cedar top where he had shredded his fingers as he bled for his art. I immediately (and very carefully) wiped the guitar down, and was never more thankful and aware of just how wonderful and useful those soundhole Feedback Busters can be. And I always brought in a beater guitar for the axeless jammers after that.
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