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With Peter Buck, the deciding factor for me was the Sidewinder Sleeps Tonite video. He looked like the worlds coolest guy with that black guitar, which I had no idea who made. I believe it was my guitar instructor who finally told me it was a Ric, and then I proceeded to stare at them in my Guitar World catalog.Wildberry wrote:Some guy called Peter Buck. I knew about the 360 in the early nineties when I became a fan. That guitar looked so cool.
Still, my first Rickie could've been a 90s 330 MG - nearly bought in for 800 GBP, but then my 360 JG appeared for a rather decent price.
All more than a decade later, when I could actually afford one!
Thanks for your service, sir!Prairie Hunter wrote:In 1982, I got to spend about half an hour playing a pair of 330’s (a 6 and a 12) at Bobby’s Music on Broadway in Denver. Something just “clicked”. I’d been playing a ’64 Fender Jaguar up to that point. I immediately vowed to myself “one day, I WILL own a Rickenbacker”. Within 2 years, I had joined the Air Force, gotten married, become a father, and set guitar aside for what would become a 28 year “hiatus”.
4 years ago, while in Afghanistan (out of the Air Force, contracting with the Army), I thought I’d try to pick it back up. Got myself a Fender Stratocaster (MIM), but it and I never really “clicked”. Last year, while in Iraq, I stumbled across a Squier Telecaster. We “clicked”, but it still wasn’t quite what I was looking for. During this whole time, the memory of that brief moment in Denver remained—to this day I can still feel them in my hands. I can still remember the quiver that ran down my back with the first chord.
My time in Iraq is drawing down—I should be home by the end of September, after a combined total of 5 years contracting in the war zones. About a month ago, my wife asked me what I would like as my “reward” for 5+ years of 12-hour days and lousy food.
I said “I want a Rickenbacker”.
There is now a 2008 Rickenbacker 330 (Midnight Blue) waiting for me in South Dakota, and it only took me 28 years to feel worthy.
Can't wait to get home!
You're gonna love the color! And I too thank you for your years of service. Give your wife a hug from me for her years of service time too.Prairie Hunter wrote:In 1982, I got to spend about half an hour playing a pair of 330’s (a 6 and a 12) at Bobby’s Music on Broadway in Denver. Something just “clicked”. I’d been playing a ’64 Fender Jaguar up to that point. I immediately vowed to myself “one day, I WILL own a Rickenbacker”. Within 2 years, I had joined the Air Force, gotten married, become a father, and set guitar aside for what would become a 28 year “hiatus”.
4 years ago, while in Afghanistan (out of the Air Force, contracting with the Army), I thought I’d try to pick it back up. Got myself a Fender Stratocaster (MIM), but it and I never really “clicked”. Last year, while in Iraq, I stumbled across a Squier Telecaster. We “clicked”, but it still wasn’t quite what I was looking for. During this whole time, the memory of that brief moment in Denver remained—to this day I can still feel them in my hands. I can still remember the quiver that ran down my back with the first chord.
My time in Iraq is drawing down—I should be home by the end of September, after a combined total of 5 years contracting in the war zones. About a month ago, my wife asked me what I would like as my “reward” for 5+ years of 12-hour days and lousy food.
I said “I want a Rickenbacker”.
There is now a 2008 Rickenbacker 330 (Midnight Blue) waiting for me in South Dakota, and it only took me 28 years to feel worthy.
Can't wait to get home!
Not sure about the color of #2, but it WILL have 12 strings!johnallg wrote:You're gonna love the color! And I too thank you for your years of service. Give your wife a hug from me for her years of service time too.Prairie Hunter wrote:In 1982, I got to spend about half an hour playing a pair of 330’s (a 6 and a 12) at Bobby’s Music on Broadway in Denver. Something just “clicked”. I’d been playing a ’64 Fender Jaguar up to that point. I immediately vowed to myself “one day, I WILL own a Rickenbacker”. Within 2 years, I had joined the Air Force, gotten married, become a father, and set guitar aside for what would become a 28 year “hiatus”.
4 years ago, while in Afghanistan (out of the Air Force, contracting with the Army), I thought I’d try to pick it back up. Got myself a Fender Stratocaster (MIM), but it and I never really “clicked”. Last year, while in Iraq, I stumbled across a Squier Telecaster. We “clicked”, but it still wasn’t quite what I was looking for. During this whole time, the memory of that brief moment in Denver remained—to this day I can still feel them in my hands. I can still remember the quiver that ran down my back with the first chord.
My time in Iraq is drawing down—I should be home by the end of September, after a combined total of 5 years contracting in the war zones. About a month ago, my wife asked me what I would like as my “reward” for 5+ years of 12-hour days and lousy food.
I said “I want a Rickenbacker”.
There is now a 2008 Rickenbacker 330 (Midnight Blue) waiting for me in South Dakota, and it only took me 28 years to feel worthy.
Can't wait to get home!
Oh and welcome aboard the RRF bus! What color will Rick #2 be?![]()
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