Bored today, my VAT return can wait, here's some pics of some of my little family:
1.My very first guitar, bought for me as a bribe to go on holiday with my parents at the age of 14. I wanted to stay at home, they had to buy this to make me go with them. Yes, nasty garish colours, glittery too, but all in all, not a total pile of shit like some people's first axe. Certainly enjoyed playing it. Currently residing in it's original cardboard box at Chez Mater & Pater (at least it better fucking be). Ladies and genitalmen, my Westone Raider 2 :
Ahem, that's enough of that one I fear.
2. Next we have a liitle beauty I picked up on my first trip out of this country to the USA when I was 18. Answered an ad in the Recycler from a bloke named "Mad Metal Mike". Expecting to meet some crazy metal-head, we ended up at an insurance company meeting a small bookish bloke with glasses like the bottom of 2 coke bottles, who was obviously wearing a vest under his shirt (it was 80 degrees + outside). This wasn't the guitar I went to look at, that turned out to be a bass (he'd forgotten to put that vital info in the ad), but he had this one, albeit more expensive. Well, fuck that, I wasn't going to spend a penny more than the original guitar I was hoping to get, so used my ultimate hard-bargaining tool - fanning myself with a wad of crisp dollar bills as I walked out. That did the trick, he bit, I reeled him in, and my new guitar - a BC Rich thru-neck Warlock. It's actually midnight blue, not black, haven't got any pics that do the colour any justice , I'm afraid! This guitar is Heavy Fucking Metal!!!
Right, let's see if that posts, or whether I'm a spaz at this too......
1.My very first guitar, bought for me as a bribe to go on holiday with my parents at the age of 14. I wanted to stay at home, they had to buy this to make me go with them. Yes, nasty garish colours, glittery too, but all in all, not a total pile of shit like some people's first axe. Certainly enjoyed playing it. Currently residing in it's original cardboard box at Chez Mater & Pater (at least it better fucking be). Ladies and genitalmen, my Westone Raider 2 :
Ahem, that's enough of that one I fear.
2. Next we have a liitle beauty I picked up on my first trip out of this country to the USA when I was 18. Answered an ad in the Recycler from a bloke named "Mad Metal Mike". Expecting to meet some crazy metal-head, we ended up at an insurance company meeting a small bookish bloke with glasses like the bottom of 2 coke bottles, who was obviously wearing a vest under his shirt (it was 80 degrees + outside). This wasn't the guitar I went to look at, that turned out to be a bass (he'd forgotten to put that vital info in the ad), but he had this one, albeit more expensive. Well, fuck that, I wasn't going to spend a penny more than the original guitar I was hoping to get, so used my ultimate hard-bargaining tool - fanning myself with a wad of crisp dollar bills as I walked out. That did the trick, he bit, I reeled him in, and my new guitar - a BC Rich thru-neck Warlock. It's actually midnight blue, not black, haven't got any pics that do the colour any justice , I'm afraid! This guitar is Heavy Fucking Metal!!!
Right, let's see if that posts, or whether I'm a spaz at this too......
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