gj Michelob -> RE: A two guitar problem (May 14 2009 6:12:31)
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I recognize my own inclination in many of the explanations offered in your replies. I do not suppose we can resist the desire to try and buy new guitars. I agree that it is on the one hand the implacable quest for the perfect instrument, while on the other hand a defense mechanism calming the fear to ever be guitar-less. A collecting mania, perhaps, translating in that impulsive behavior disorder that wants us to have more. I think Harash hits my spot “During time, you get to know your guitar better and better and know exactly what you have to do with her. Your playing, your hands, little details of movement etc. adapts to that guitar and Vice Versa. When switching guitars often, you loose these little details and have to adjust again.” While Ron is inevitably witty in his distinctive insight “Guitars have always been a bit like girlfriends (in the past) really. I've never (really) cheated, but was always faithful to the one I was with at the time. I think it takes a lot of time to build up a relationship with a guitar.” However, if Jim is pondering reducing his collection, I wonder if we this isn’t becoming a common trend, monogamy. Of course… with the exception of the beach/bar escapade, as Pimientito reserves, when you just need a cheaper “date”. TK leaves us with some rationale and resonable explanations, but above all with the sense that this 2 guitar problem is a natural part of loving the instrument. I knew an Arab prince (who does not know one, somewhere at some point) who invited me to dinner obsessively; I am sure all he wanted was to learn some of my falsetas. He had –as you can imagine- quite a number of guitars, and exaggeratedly expensive for the level he was at. Too many, for that matter, and he could not play any. My take is that th prince was hoping that the next and more expensive instrument would facilitate his impaired learning process…. But it did not. By the same token, we all sometimes hope that another instrumnet would enhance sound while freeing more of our hands’ agility. As if it represented a way out of those stalling flat moments which recurrently trap our growth. And a new guitar my inspire new excitement, indeed. Change is good, and even necessary. Yet, as the greek fable warned us, the donkey died, famished, while undecided about which stash of grass he should eat first…
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