Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Like A D’Angelico, Standing In A Shaft Of Light

You look like a hairy Judge Holden.

“Sure.”

New guitar?

“You bet. She’s a beaut, huh?”

Gorgeous guitar, man. Good work.

“She’s no Modulus Blackknife.”

Thank God for that. And $1100 isn’t that bad for a handmade guitar.

“$1100? Ah. You’re looking at the Premiere model. That’s the entry-level.”

What should I be looking at?

“Deluxe.”

Seven fucking grand? It’s the same guitar.

“Gotta correct you there. Bigsby tremolo. And it’s signed.”

I could buy the cheap one, install a Bigsby for $500, fly to Marin, have you sign it, fly home, and I’d still be $4,000 ahead.

“And a hard case.”

Oh. Well, you should have mentioned that first.

“Next time I will.”

Are those sweatpants?

“Yup.”

Awesome.

1 Comment

  1. Luther Von Baconson

    April 4, 2017 at 12:00 pm


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