Cars & Guitars
Collecting guitars is overrated.
I fell into the trap of this collector mentality about 25 years ago. My old assistant Jenn penned a phrase. Whenever we got a new guitar she’d say ‘you boys and your Hot Wheels’…
For me it began in the early days of having a dream to possess all the instruments I ever wanted. This is back when I had a single electric, single acoustic, single drum machine, in a single apartment… and oh yeah, I was single!
But all this time later, I wish I’d have made a single guitar my own. Like f’ing SRV. Like BB. Jimi, Jimmy, Keith, Bruce, Bo Diddley, Alvin Lee, i’m just thinking off the top of my head, but there are more. Rory! ha.
Collecting things like cars and guitars, you gotta house ’em. You gotta care for them too. Keep them strung, tuned, in temperature controlled environments. But beyond all that, they become a little like jelly beans. All of them are good, but not one stands out.
I bet cars are this way too. Jay Leno and Jerry Seinfeld have hundreds of cars. They all need to be started, gassed, oiled, replacement gassed after 6 months, driven, stored… I mean if you’re rich enough I guess, but it still sounds like one major pain in the ass to me. I’d rather just go and enjoy a car show at the local park on any given Sunday. Even go to a dealer’s showroom and test drive it. That’s about how long you will enjoy one of your 100 cars.
Anyway, the signature you create by becoming one with your main axe, a tool, but one you have perfected… is meaningful!
And it’s like Jeff Porcaro used to say about all the new digital toys coming out one after the other… he’d pause with comedic timing and go “… so… got any tunes?”