Haven't seen eye light up like that in a while
Yesterday, I took Az out shopping. I redid the antique rocker left to me by my grandmother, which meant a trip to the hardware store. I'm very happy to have that rocker fixed adn rocking again. Blast those springs are hard to find! Anyhow, it actually took 2 trips to Lowes as I got the wrong size springs the first time, so I took Az with me the second time and promised him lunch out. Then we hit a couple of craft stores in our ongoing quest to make the Christmas tree look a little more like something out of a Steve Burton movie.
He wanted to go to a gaming store afterwards, but I persuaded him to go to a music store instead. HE's been asking for an electric guitar for a few months now and seems to be pretty serious about it, so I figured we'd look around. The first store we went to does not carry B C Rich guitars. So we went to another store where he knew they did carry them. He walked in and off the bat, saw one he wanted. It was on clearence. I talked with one of the sakes guys who aactually didn't try to steer me toward a big sale. I liked that. So, I told Az that it looked good, but in order to really know if it was the one he wanted, he had to know how it felt. With that, the sales guy took down the guitar, plugged it into an amp in the middle of the store and I told Az, "play it. You won't know unless you do." He was little nervous since everyone in the store could hear/see him, but once he started playing, he settles down and started letting whatever was in him come out. I let him go with it and stepped out of earshot to talk to the guy who was helping us out. I knew Az was in heavan and I wanted to encourage his musical talents. He's been taking lessons on an acustic, and he likes to sit and "play around" lafter he finishes actually practicing, so I knew that if I could get a good deal on it, I would take it home that day. Well, I did get a good deal on it. So I told the guy to ring it up. He walked over to Az and cut the tag off the guitar. Az sorta panicked. He was really digging the guitar. When all was said and done, I handed Az the hard case for the guitar adn told him to pack up his stuff, we had to get going. It didn't seem to compute because he asked me "wh-what?" I repeated the order to him. I haven't seen that much light in his eyes in a very long time- not since his very first set of "big kid legos." He actually gave me a monster hug that almost sent me backwards into the amp, right there in the middle of the store, God and everything! I hugged him back and said "merry Christmas." He couldn't wait for Ubu to see his new "ax." And it is a pretty cool instrument. He is the very proud owner of a brand new- not used- BC Rich, black with green tribala graphics, Warlock. It ain't the modle that will play like the devil itself, but it ain't one that he'll run into the ground in a matter of months. On the car=guitar scale, it's about a toyota or a nissan.
It was kinda nice to see him carefully rub down the guitar after he finished playing it- long enough to have dinner- to remove fingerprints or anything from the surface, wind the cord up neatly, and put everything, picks, cord and guitar lovingly back into the hard case, so it couldn't get hurt. I hope he continues to treat it that well. I think he will. He's always been very careful with his viola.
Anyhow, that was one very happy 14-year-old and I'm very glad he likes it so much.
BTW, Goldy, call me or email me. Garion is serious about wanting to learn from you.
He wanted to go to a gaming store afterwards, but I persuaded him to go to a music store instead. HE's been asking for an electric guitar for a few months now and seems to be pretty serious about it, so I figured we'd look around. The first store we went to does not carry B C Rich guitars. So we went to another store where he knew they did carry them. He walked in and off the bat, saw one he wanted. It was on clearence. I talked with one of the sakes guys who aactually didn't try to steer me toward a big sale. I liked that. So, I told Az that it looked good, but in order to really know if it was the one he wanted, he had to know how it felt. With that, the sales guy took down the guitar, plugged it into an amp in the middle of the store and I told Az, "play it. You won't know unless you do." He was little nervous since everyone in the store could hear/see him, but once he started playing, he settles down and started letting whatever was in him come out. I let him go with it and stepped out of earshot to talk to the guy who was helping us out. I knew Az was in heavan and I wanted to encourage his musical talents. He's been taking lessons on an acustic, and he likes to sit and "play around" lafter he finishes actually practicing, so I knew that if I could get a good deal on it, I would take it home that day. Well, I did get a good deal on it. So I told the guy to ring it up. He walked over to Az and cut the tag off the guitar. Az sorta panicked. He was really digging the guitar. When all was said and done, I handed Az the hard case for the guitar adn told him to pack up his stuff, we had to get going. It didn't seem to compute because he asked me "wh-what?" I repeated the order to him. I haven't seen that much light in his eyes in a very long time- not since his very first set of "big kid legos." He actually gave me a monster hug that almost sent me backwards into the amp, right there in the middle of the store, God and everything! I hugged him back and said "merry Christmas." He couldn't wait for Ubu to see his new "ax." And it is a pretty cool instrument. He is the very proud owner of a brand new- not used- BC Rich, black with green tribala graphics, Warlock. It ain't the modle that will play like the devil itself, but it ain't one that he'll run into the ground in a matter of months. On the car=guitar scale, it's about a toyota or a nissan.
It was kinda nice to see him carefully rub down the guitar after he finished playing it- long enough to have dinner- to remove fingerprints or anything from the surface, wind the cord up neatly, and put everything, picks, cord and guitar lovingly back into the hard case, so it couldn't get hurt. I hope he continues to treat it that well. I think he will. He's always been very careful with his viola.
Anyhow, that was one very happy 14-year-old and I'm very glad he likes it so much.
BTW, Goldy, call me or email me. Garion is serious about wanting to learn from you.