Meandering # 2

I want a guitar

I have played the same guitar for more than 34 years. She is a perfectly serviceable Yamaha folk guitar that I have dented, scratched, and almost gone through the spruce top of along the way. Lately though, I have been lusting for other guitars. Most recently, I have fallen for an electric ESP semi-hollow that is beautiful to look at.

I will admit that I have flirted with other electrics before. I even gave in and bought a stratocaster look-alike that I later sold to a 15 year-old Eddie Van Halen wannabe. But this time it is serious. I keep visiting the other guitar (well, technically look at her, because she is at the Musician's Friend website). If you clicked the link, you can see why I am infatuated. She's a lovely blonde with golden features and unbelievable curves.

The guitar I have is not a beauty, but she is a comfort to hold and after some time away from her, I find myself in awe of what she can do. There are times in the middle of the night when I hold her, I can not imagine holding another. She just fits, you know?

I have no delusions. I know a different guitar will not make me a better guitarist. I know that I would likely tire of her, as I have my constant companion. But that is what makes us human, isn't it? The constant wanting of something that is just out of reach and not appreciating what is already in hand.