Back in '92 we done sold out and packed up for Oregon.
And I got me a shiny new store bought guitar to celebrate.
Still my favorite piece of neck, ever.
Stayed in tune like a chunk of steel tube.
Learnt open tunings and slide and everything.
Then, one night after dinner, Kamon, the galoot
knocked it off the hanger on the living room wall whilst it was tuned up to DGDGDG. KABLOOIE. Shattered the top right off it.
There's a rumor that the composite bowl and neck
may be resurrected as a 12 string biscuit resonator
with an Fishman active piezo and EMG 91 jazz pickup.
Should hum like hells' own box of bees.
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