"Which one?" he asks.
"A 360 12 string," I said.
"Oh yeah, what color?"
I said "Fireglo, it's their red sunburst."
He said "Like that one right there."
I turned around and nearly kicked over a 360 6 string with a flawless fireglo finish.
"Mind if I play it?" I asked.
"No, go right ahead," he replied.
So I did. I played a few rockabilly licks on it, and a little Chet Atkins style finger picking. And then I played a twelve bar blues progression on it. (When I bend strings, I usually bend the B string. I got whole step bends.) It felt good. I'm not sure how old it was, the serial number started with M1. It broke my heart that I couldn't come up with the $1900.00 the shop wanted for it. (I might have been able to bargain for it had I been serious and had the cash.)
It was a lovely guitar. Kinda reminds me of meeting your girlfriend's sister....ooooh what a beauty. OK, so if I get a bad attack of GAS, yup, it's gonna be another 360.
"If..." he says! Ha! what a laugh. We all know better, right?
JimK


