tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3204188024832829733.post8656853417622520482..comments2023-04-06T03:44:14.981-04:00Comments on Sans Direction: How To Not Suck, Chapter 12: It Breaks My Heart To See Those Stars....Dave Jacobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052163927020492687noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3204188024832829733.post-76436889663903749952008-10-10T18:29:00.000-04:002008-10-10T18:29:00.000-04:00Correction: The amp was a "Telstar".Yeah baby!!!Correction: The amp was a "Telstar".<BR/><BR/>Yeah baby!!!Stratoblogsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02122128491666527727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3204188024832829733.post-61665488465221935412008-10-10T18:22:00.000-04:002008-10-10T18:22:00.000-04:00My first guitar was a hand-me-down steel string ac...My first guitar was a hand-me-down steel string acoustic with Roy Rogers and cowboys on the top. I promptly took pliers and cranked all the tuners until the strings popped. That was fun! Until I got a welt across my face.<BR/><BR/>With one string left, I began playing lap style with my thumb to records and the radio. For awhile I used a spoon for a pick. The first tune I learned was "Money", not Floyd's but the older one-- y'know " Gimme Money, Ho lotta money! That's what I want!..."<BR/><BR/>Then my dad bought me a Strat-type Daimaru electric at Woolworths, along with a Teisco(?) amp with an 8" speaker, tremolo & speed. My geek buddy preamped it with a broken cassette recorder for a sweet overdrive, till it fried. We made amps for awhile after that. We made them out of "stuff". Then we sawed off the Daimaru's body horns, hacked a rooster tail out of the top bout, burnt off the finish (filled the house with smoke), stuck some Hendrix pictures on it and coated it with Varethane. Then the neck weighed more than the body, so we screwed a big rot iron hinge to the back of the body. We called it the rooster!<BR/><BR/>Then I got a Fender Mustang, and the Rooster sat in the corner until it was buried in basement clutter and forgotten.<BR/><BR/>The Mustang became the MUDstang, after taking it to a music store to get a DiMarzio SDS-1 installed in the bridge position and the idiots installed it between the stock singles instead. That guitar ended up getting burnt too.<BR/><BR/>It got even worse from there until I finally quit messing with them and now I just pretty much leave 'em they way they are.Stratoblogsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02122128491666527727noreply@blogger.com