This is the first post on my progress to a Telecaster electric guitar. I've been playing guitars since I was 14 years old. My first ever musical instrument was a home-made electric bass. There is something about the words electric, and music that drew me. Music could be powerful, dynamic, dangerous. It had to be plugged in to a potentially lethal source of power to work. For me, that power was a Phillips stereogram to start with. In addition to playing my parent's LP's of Carousel and West Side Story, the Phillips also played the Beatles' white album, the Stones High Tide and Green Grass, and my pathetic attempts at Little Green Bag, Black Knight and Spirit in the Sky.


I moved on to better bass guitars, and then classical guitar. Now I am fulfilling a lifelong ambition to own and play a Telecaster. I'm a lot older than I was in 1975, when I first held a Telecaster, but I still remember the slinky, easy neck, and the effortless, powerful sound. I remember the clear plucky tone, controlled and sensible. I remember the other wailing, howling sound. I still get prickles on the back of my neck.
Yeh, so I'm trying to rekindle some of the lost fire of youth. But, maybe that fire was just smoldering all along....