How very, very dangerous. I thought I had been quite forthcoming in my disclosure of my weakness for returning smarty-britches comments. Now, I am faced with the dilema of how to respond, since I obviously have little choice, to the brand you have added to your collection. The little red man on my shoulder says "Go ahead. Go ahead and tell him it is a nice one". Or, I could make no comment whatsoever, and leave all to assume that since it has but one neck, I felt it a poor choice. After much restraint and reflection, I have opted for this approach.

Down in this neck of the woods, my little corner of The Four, we claim little comprehension of the King of Sports, Hockey. We do, however, hold dear to the King of Redneck Sports, "Racin'". More specifically, NASCAR, wherin we are all considered active participants as long as we have worn the cap of our favorite team until the headband resembles an oval oil slick. As the sport has progressed, those in control have strived to level the playing field by enforcing the strictest of controls on the configuration of the vehicles. Otherwise, it would just be a matter of who was able to spend the most money for the best car, which would in turn make racing too much like basketball. As a result, you can usually boil down the success of any NASCAR team to two things: how well the boys behind the wall get the rig set up and the skill of the ole boy behind the wheel. All that to say this: even though you have spent a small fortune on your latest guitar, what will make the sound so sweet is your skilled set up and your masterful touch on the strings. See you in the winners circle.

Be happy and careful

Well, allright now. I did it. I bought one. Found something that fit the bill and that was in my price range and I snagged it. When I'm in acquisition mode, I don't hesitate to pull the trigger, that's for sure. Been tending towards the smaller bodied guitars as of late, and this one here fits the bill. And the price? You think money means much to someone in my position? Hardly. Why, I could light my cigars with $150 bills, so you think I hesitate to drop that much on such a high end item? Hardly. Soon it will arrive from its prestigious mail-order residence and I will begin the subtle process of custom tweaking the guitar to fit my own unique style of playing; perhaps a bone saddle, fossilized ivory bridge pins, a repro vintage pickguard and tuner combination. Before too long the stuff I add will be worth more than the guitar! But when I get it all dialed in, and I will get it dialed in, then it will truly be an instrument worthy of inclusion in my select stable of fine luthierial creations. And of course, I will post step by step updates as this process unfolds here in the nerve center of my crumbling little empire.

be good.

Again with the double neck talk? How could I play a 2 necked guitar? What am I , some kind of four handed mutant? Is that what you're trying to say? Thanks alot! Please, my friends, aquiring more and more guitarage is no laughing matter, just ask my checking account. Its serious bidness. After all, a pathetic life can yell pretty loud without a nice guitar (or 10) around the drown it out.
And as for the "energy drink" fiasco, well let me just say this: Greg could soak his bass in an "energy drink" hot tub for 9 hours and still not have enough kick to actually catch up with the beat.
As for snappy quips, all I have to say is...well...um...well, at least we're all snappier than Wilson.
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I have a confession to make. I am the world's worst at making snappy comebacks, even if they aren't funny. Somewhere, in what is left of my gray matter, one of the little wires is crossed, and I misinterpret or misconstrue or mis-something a lot of things. The bottom line is that I end up not taking things as they were meant, which leaves me "needing" to respond from my skewed perspective. Example: Why don't you just order a double neck guitar, yada yada yada. Next example: It's pretty darned difficult to spill an energy drink on an upright bass, but if you did it would probably just serve to mellow the tone of the wood.

I will go stand in the corner now.

Be happy and careful