Kruliosis wrote:Well, speaking for myself, I was just self taught when I got my guitar...but you're right. I should have adjusted the neck...but my guitar was around instead of a role model to show me that it only needed an adjustment. I know, I'm weird.
I was mostly self-taught as well. You just pick up these things as you go along I guess. I found out about truss rods when the same thing happened to my old Gibson Ripper bass. I took it to a luthier.
Kruliosis wrote:Funny how you never forget a guitar that you loved, eh? I still have some I gave away and miss, especially because I know the person who recieved it didn't appreciate it at all really, otherwise I would have no problem letting them go from my soul and mind.
So nowadays I keep all my guitars. I was given a couple (guitars) years ago, so I guess I was just trying to return the righteousness that I was once graced with...but not everyone cares about the instrument as a spiritual gift, but more of a old worn out stringed instrument on training wheels which is no good when something new, more shiny, and popular is bought.
Yes, I guess I'm a little motherly about instruments in general.
We had to liquidate EVERYTHING a few years ago to avoid homelessness (again). I was almost in tears losing my Stratocaster. It’s like selling one of your children.
I gave away my first guitar to my nephew. Don’t know if he gets any use out of it. It was a 60’s Tiesco I found in somebody’s trash. The previous owner had painted it with housepaint and kept most of the hardware. I stripped it down to the original finish, put a tune-o-matic bridge on it, and got some pickups and pots originally from an unknown 50’s guitar from a friend’s dad. Oh, and I had to do all of this in secret because my parents forbid me to have anything to do with music. They confiscated my album & tape collection. So, yeah that guitar had some sentimental value.