I actually hate playing the guitar
I learned it, and now im here with you fucking losers. Buskers, gigs, all that "rock n roll" music, I hate it all. Fuck you, fuck me, and fuck your band.
I learned it, and now im here with you fucking losers. Buskers, gigs, all that "rock n roll" music, I hate it all. Fuck you, fuck me, and fuck your band.
My dad bought this guitar new for my uncle, who taught me how to play guitar. In-turn, he gifted it to me on my 16th birthday. It means everything to me, especially considering the role music has played in my life.
My uncle used the guitar a lot in his band, and so it arrived to me in fairly rough shape. I wanted to improve my skills in working on and modifying guitars, so I rejuvenated it with a coat of black glitter paint, swapped out the machine heads, and made a few other small changes.
I didn't want to erase all the bumps, knocks and scrapes it had accumulated; at least, not to the point where it wouldn't feel like the same guitar. So, I left some imperfections in the bodywork in order for it to feel "evolved," instead of "paved over."