I've been playing many years, with some performances, usually solo. I have 3 steel string Martins, 4 nylon string classicals, and a menagerie of lesser guitars acquired over the years. Mostly fingerstyle and classical, but have been singing more lately because that's what audiences want, let's face it. You?
I am a bass guitar player. Yamaha 5 string is my favorite but I started with guitar and I have an SG I got for a song and love to play that one. Also a finder 12 string acoustic, and a 4 string acoustic cort bass I also got for a song
I've been playing now for 50 years. Started with stealing my brother's unused acoustic and going over to a friend of Mom's to learn to strum "Blowin' In The Wind". Graduated to electric and a fascination with session playing ala Larry Carlton, etc. Met my wife of 36 years in a recording studio where I was learning to engineer and she was running the front desk and singing on commercials, etc. every now and again (she remains one of the best singers I've ever heard). At some point I realized that I really had no desire to work that hard to maybe (but in all likelihood, not) just starve to death alone and I gave up my ambitions to get a real job, marry her, and raise a family. Still, I've continued to play every now and again and have managed to punch WAY above my wieght and have played some amazing places like Carnegie Hall and the Birchmere in Alexandria, VA. among others. I've got a nicely curated collection of professional gear anchored by a trio of Norlin era oddball Gibsons- a heavily modifed 1976 S1 (the original crappy electronics were destroyed by a buddy and myself trying an ill-fated rewiring project from the pages of Guitar Player magazine, and replaced with DiMarzio's in the style of a normal Les Paul), a 1979 ES335 CRS, and the recent birthday gift from my wife of a 1974 ES150 DCN, all running through a 1982 Mesa Boogie Mark IIC+ combo with the original EVM speaker. And between me and my wife, another several Gibson acoustics and other detritous. Wife has grown tired of playing music out (too dang many August afternoons out on the back deck of some winery in 110 degree heat and 110% humidity for a pale Scots/Irish beauty completely unable to tan) leaving me free to pursue my own fusion/smooth jazz band named- wait for it- Pieces of Malarkey. I've decided that after years of being a sideman, I should take a shot at doing things my way. I've got a Facebook page for the "band" (currently just me and a Trio+ pedal) so I can post videos of myself to evaluate my progress (my thanks to Mr. Zuckerberg for a free "website" to host all this junk) and I'm working to get 12 or so songs together by summer so I can go out and busk on the walking mall in town. Oh, and my avatar is the band's logo, hand drawn by my late architect Dad in the early 80's. He whipped it up at the kitchen table one afternoon without even looking at my 335 which is what the guitar actually is. Boom, there it is. Thanks for politely tolerating this small bit of bragging.
