I'm a sucker for "first guitar" stories, and this one's pretty good:
You have your first guitar, an $8 National, in the exhibit.
My mother ordered that guitar for me, and I paid for it by trapping rabbits. I trapped rabbits, sold [pelts] for a dime apiece -- 15 cents apiece, once in a while, when the market was good. We lived out in the country, and I'd meet the mailman every day. Whatever rabbits I had trapped during that time [I'd] sell them to him.
How many rabbits did it take to buy the guitar?
It took quite a few. It didn't cost very much money because she ordered it out of a catalog -- Montgomery Ward.
Damn...I used to watch the Porter Wagoner Show on TV waayyy back when. It's good to know he's still kicking around. Before rock&roll took me by the balls, Porter Wagoner and Buck Owens were my musical heros. Sounds odd coming from someone who loves metal, punk and goth!
Dr_Frank
Oakland, CA
May 2005
NOV 13, 2005 09:30 AM