Wednesday, December 13, 2006

New old guitar

I stayed up way too late last night. I was making smoked jerky in a lilttle smoker on my deck. And it just takes the time it takes. There is no rushing it, and I got it done at 1:00 am. Anyway I'm pleased with the way it turned out. So tonight I'm having some jerky and some cheese that I smoked and a Lager beer from Holland. (Hollande) The whole combination is outstanding..

Last night I watched the movie Deliverance of all things. And guess what, I do own a banjo. It used to be my dad's. When we went to the cabin we didn't have a TV or anything so we would play music to entertain ourselves. He'd play the banjo and I'd play the guitar. Old time western music. I did play the violin in orchestra before I learned to play the guitar.

My sister had a guitar that has been in our family. She played a little but mostly I would play it. I got my own guitar but I always liked the one she had. When she grew up and moved out she took that guitar with her. I felt a sense of loss. I always wanted it and she never played it. I had bonded with it. Every so often I'd borrow it and re-string it play it for a while and then return it.

Last year her home got robbed while they were away on a vacation. They took just about everything including her wedding dress, but not the guitar. I was relieved when I saw it there in the mess.

She was downsizing and having a garage sale recently so I got the guitar. She said she would give it to me but I gave her some money for it. Not enough as I see what these go for when they come up on e-bay. Here is a photo of my new old guitar. It is a 1970 Garcia classical guitar. I love it. It is made out of wood from all over the world. The inlays are from Iran. I realize it is just an object, but it is a very nice one. All guitars are not created equal, and it isn't about the money. This was the first guitar I ever played. I hope to keep it the rest of my life now that I have it back. If my sister wants to borrow it, she can. I doubt she ever will as she got rid of her piano and she plays the piano pretty well.


Anonymous said...

Some things have an intangible worth that we can't put a dollar amount on. I love the rich colors of the wood on your new old guitar!

I'm surprised your sister got rid of her piano. Ever since I've moved out of my parent's house and went to college, I've missed my piano. I don't want to reclaim it until I have a real place for it, and it's so difficult to keep in practice if you don't have an instrument to play on. I suppose if I was truly brilliant I could practice on imaginary keys like Vladislav Spelman, but I'd much rather have real keys to play on and notes to hear. I guess I'm not one of the greats.
I was actually at The Guitar Center last weekend, and besides a range of guitars and amps they also sell keyboards. They had a few fancy keyboards with piano-weight keys that didn't sound too bad (for a keyboard). Plus, a bonus from "digital pianos" from a couple years ago, you can record your playing onto a thumb drive and save it for posterity. They had a Yamaha that I really liked for around $700. So maybe once I've gotten myself in a financially stable place I'll get it so I have something to practice on.

don said...

My sister had a really cool old player piano. It had been fitted with an electric pump, but you could also pump with your feet. Plus it had a honky tonk wire that you could engage. She had a whole bunch of old piano rolls. The Sound of Music was really a cool one, a medley of the songs from the movie. What a great movie BTW. She moved several times and they got tired of moving it. I can't remember if the piano had a good touch or not. Probably not.

But I also know what you mean about the keys on the keyboards. I played a pretty nice one a few years ago. I can't remember what kind it was.

I think a keyboard like that would be cool. Especially for someone like you who knows how to play and enjoys it. It would be a shame not to practice. I just like having something to do with my hands. I can't imagine not owning a guitar.