I started playing guitar at the age of 9 upon receiving a present from my parents of a red, bursted Harmony acoustic that the action was so very high on that you could use it to slice hard boiled eggs and cheese........
The other part of the present was lessons at the local Music Mart...... When I went to my first lesson the instructor was a fat, middle aged grease ball who wanted to look like Elvis. I remember that he had a 335ish guitar played through a Fender Super Reverb (4 X 10" speakers I think).
Anyway this guy and I did NOT get along and neither of us liked the other. After the 3rd lesson he called my dad and told him that he would no longer teach me and that I was the most annoying kid that he had ever met. He went on to say that I just kept asking "why" every time that he told me what to do and that bothered him. My father, being the ever helpful sort, offered to meet the guy at the public park of his choosing and "work this out....." The guitar instructor hung up on my father.
My next guitar was a large Kay red electric with much better action and I also now had a 10 watt Kalamazoo tube (that is all there was then) amp. The amp would distort when you passed "8" on the dial and I loved the distorted tone.......
I also tried to learn to play the violin and sax too in school and both times I was kicked out of the classes for being a behavior problem........
Anyway I have played guitar all my life, mostly electrics, and never got to be a very good player although I know all my scales and can usually learn a tune by listening to it and I will have 80% of it down before the song is over. My sense of timing was/is not unlike Steve Martin's dancing ability in the film The Jerk......
These days I only play perhaps 1/2 an hour a week and usually while sitting on my front porch. I also enjoy having a guitar in the shop to grab when I hear a tune playing that I want to play along with.
And most importantly - now at soon to be 52 I am still true to form and as annoying as hell......
