On Friday morning, I got the phone call.
The phone call.
My guitar, the work of one-and-a-half years, was finally finished.
Dave, he who dedicated many nights and weekends to constructing the guitar by hand, did a beautiful job and I had the distinct pleasure of playing the guitar at a show that very night–because it’s so vastly superior to the guitar I’ve been playing, transitioning to a new instrument hours before a performance was much, much easier that I’d expected. I hope to have some photos posted for you soon.