So, I’m pretty familiar with the whole “if you don’t have anything nice to say, keep your mouth shut” concept, so I think that I’m not going to write much, and simply pull a Strangeland on my lips.
I’ve had a glorious week of catching up with some friends who I’ve had no time for recently. I bought a new guitar. All in all, it’s been a good week despite (or because of?) the oppressive and constant cloud covering of our current weather cycle.
Quick thoughts? Don’t go to the Polly Esther’s open mic…. DO go to the “New Rabbit” AKA the Folk Art Cafe… DON’T go rent House of 1000 Corpses unless you’ve got friends in the room and have some cartoon afterward to dilute the imagery… (though it’s REALLY FUCKING COOL)… DON’T try to play a whole gig on a baritone guitar…
Sigh – this not having a computer of my own is really taking its toll.
This is the same guitar that you are later pictured with in Dec. 2017 being texted to someone at Gypsy Sally’s open mic.
I know – I kind of Love rediscovering the origin of things. And being reminded of their value. This Thunderhawk is valued originally at around $1200 (or less than that + a Takamine acoustic / electric guitar) or later, a couple of month’s rent, or one car repair… Divide that by two or three songs to find the worth of songs… but it’s brought a couple of Rowan tunes back to the fold too!