If memory serves me well, I have now had this guitar for 50 years. I think I was 16 when I bought it (with help I’m sure from my parents). I remember the shop that sold it to me and the excitement of walking out with the best guitar I’d ever had up to that point. Of course I know now that it was nothing special. But after the really bad guitars I learned to play on, it was a major step up. After all, my first guitar cost around the equivalent of $12. If memory is not serving me well, and there’s a good chance, then I’ve had it for 51 years! Either way it’s a survivor. It’s been glued together a couple of times even though it technically wasn’t worth the investment. I’ve just never been able to part with it even as other instruments have come and gone. I played it today for the first time in a long time. As my fingers touch the neck the years melt away and I’m a teenager again performing early Bob Dylan songs at The Folk Club at my school – Fairham Comprehensive – under the guidance of teacher Richard Warren. Even that school has now been torn down. But the guitar goes on.
Posted: January 22, 2019