Anecdote from National Guitar Workshop
Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:09 am
I forgot to mention one little story from my week at NGW.
I was getting a little bored sometimes in my Blues guitar class so occasionally I wandered over to the Beatles workshop (which just so happen to be next-door) and would play bass to whichever songs the class happen to be going over at the time.
The workshop instructor was about my age and we both liked a lot of the same 60s music (Airplane, Dead, Beatles, Byrds, etc.). I mentioned to him that I had an (autographed) 360/12 and the instructor asked if he could see it. (I live only a few miles away from the school location so I was commuting each day instead of boarding in a dorm room.)
During a break the next day, I took out the guitar, plugged it into my bass amp and even through the bass amp (with the treble turned all the way up and the bass down) the sound was as sweet as could be. And in my very limited ability I started to go through a few segments of selected songs (Turn, American Girl, The Other Side of This Life, Volunteers, Rock n’ Roll Star, etc.).
And it was like moths to a flame. All of the instructors (and a few of the students) within earshot came walking into the classroom to see the source of that “unmistakable Rickenbacker sound” (as one instructor put it).
It was a pretty cool feeling that I and my RIC 360/12 were able to produce (even in my limited way) an identifiable sound of any kind. It was kind of like I had been validated and joined the club.
What a sweet, sweet sound those guitars can make. Thank you Santa Ana.
I was getting a little bored sometimes in my Blues guitar class so occasionally I wandered over to the Beatles workshop (which just so happen to be next-door) and would play bass to whichever songs the class happen to be going over at the time.
The workshop instructor was about my age and we both liked a lot of the same 60s music (Airplane, Dead, Beatles, Byrds, etc.). I mentioned to him that I had an (autographed) 360/12 and the instructor asked if he could see it. (I live only a few miles away from the school location so I was commuting each day instead of boarding in a dorm room.)
During a break the next day, I took out the guitar, plugged it into my bass amp and even through the bass amp (with the treble turned all the way up and the bass down) the sound was as sweet as could be. And in my very limited ability I started to go through a few segments of selected songs (Turn, American Girl, The Other Side of This Life, Volunteers, Rock n’ Roll Star, etc.).
And it was like moths to a flame. All of the instructors (and a few of the students) within earshot came walking into the classroom to see the source of that “unmistakable Rickenbacker sound” (as one instructor put it).
It was a pretty cool feeling that I and my RIC 360/12 were able to produce (even in my limited way) an identifiable sound of any kind. It was kind of like I had been validated and joined the club.
What a sweet, sweet sound those guitars can make. Thank you Santa Ana.


