Saturday, May 10, 2008

I have G.A.S.

No not that kind, you silly, G.A.S. is an acronym for Guitar Aquisition Syndrome. If you play guitar you know what I'm talking about, the addiction can be as bad as any drug. My addiction is beyond help, they say you can't help someone until they hit bottom, well I refuse to hit bottom. My days are filled with scheming how to get the next guitar. Let's put it this way, I have a sign that my dad gave me that says "My old lady said she would leave if I bought one more guitar! ...I'm sure gonna miss that girl!" in my home it's almost that bad. You find ways to justify buying them "I don't have one like this", "but this one has an extra knob that provides 5 more sounds!" "This is my church guitar" I have even lied about guitars I have bought! Yes folks it can be serious, at last count I owned, in my house, in my possession, about, are you ready for this? 13 guitars, that's just guitars and doesn't include the ones I have traded or sold after the new wears off. People don't want their kids to be rock stars because of the crap they will collect as a result not because of the pitfalls of fame and fortune I'm almost certain of this. I also have auxiliary instruments, lap steel, banjo, Ukuleles. My wife has given up hope that there will be a cure and just turns the other way when I come home with something new. You see, you also have to have accessories, I have more pedals than I can shake a stick at, enough amplifiers be able to play a large arena with ease, and it never ends. I have a list of things I want, no need! It's silly a boy and his toys, if my son learns to play we may have to have another house just for the instruments... I'm sure gonna miss that girl...

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