Occasionally
Sep. 21st, 2010 09:52 amThere is this voice (of sorts) in my head that occasionally tells me what to do. Once upon a time it told me to go into Wal Mart on Black Friday. I did and ran into the younger brother of my best friend in Elementary School, I had not seen him or his brother in 30+ years ... but ... first ...
I knew I wanted a new guitar, there is a very specific sound that I want for Cheshire Moon. That sound can best be made with a Stratocaster. I also knew that I wanted a much more colorful guitar, with one exception all of my stage guitars are black. So the intention was to buy an inexpensive Strat and do awful things to it.
I was heading to Guitar Center, since that is the place I frequently start such searches and I got a few blocks away and that voice in my head said "go to Pro Music" (ok, it's not really a voice, it's more of an urge). So I did, and there she was on the end of the rack. I played her for 10-15 minutes, but I already knew.
So now there are two pretty red heads in Cheshire Moon
Here is the one I met last night

And here is the more important one

I knew I wanted a new guitar, there is a very specific sound that I want for Cheshire Moon. That sound can best be made with a Stratocaster. I also knew that I wanted a much more colorful guitar, with one exception all of my stage guitars are black. So the intention was to buy an inexpensive Strat and do awful things to it.
I was heading to Guitar Center, since that is the place I frequently start such searches and I got a few blocks away and that voice in my head said "go to Pro Music" (ok, it's not really a voice, it's more of an urge). So I did, and there she was on the end of the rack. I played her for 10-15 minutes, but I already knew.
So now there are two pretty red heads in Cheshire Moon
Here is the one I met last night
And here is the more important one