Or possessed.
Or inhabited by an alien parasite.
Or something.
We went on a day trip yesterday.
It was a long drive. We took nothing but country roads. No highways.
The weather was great once we got out of our home area.
The little town we visited was really cool. Town square type of place right on the shore of Lake Huron.
There happened to be a festival going on that we didn’t even know about. So, even more stuff to take in.
There is also a music store…
Nothing too fancy, but good stuff for the market there which is mainly students. They also teach lessons.
She left me unsupervised.
I spotted an Art & Lutherie Roadhouse parlour guitar and played it. It’s a great little guitar and it played and sounded great.
Mrs DCF and daughter DCF came back in the store, asked me about the guitar. Asked if I was going to get it. Asked how much it was. (I didn’t know yet.)
And then left again with a bit of an eye roll.
So, I played it a bit more. Asked for the price. Then looked at the pedals they had in stock.
And left.
When I caught up with everyone, Mrs DCF asked if I’d put the guitar in the truck already. I told that I didn’t buy and the price. She didn’t seem to like the price for what it is. I think it was a fair price but more money than I need to spend on something that I didn’t really need.
As we were about to head to the boardwalk for a walk along the water, Mrs DCF told me that they saw some guitars in the antique shop right near where we had parked.
So, we popped in and she showed me a Simon & Patrick acoustic. I didn’t pay attention to the model, but it was bit bigger than a parlour.
Then I spotted an Epiphone that they hadn’t seen. Nothing exciting.
Then she showed me this other thing at the back of the shop.
Much more than the A&L Roadhouse.
Mrs DCF didn’t even flinch. Hence the concern about possession/abduction/etc.
A mad dash to the ATM and a good chat with the shop owner who, it turns out, has a history with some of my favourite bands when I was a kid, and diggin out the original case, and I took it home.
I have to give it a good cleaning and go through it all. Here are some preliminary pics.
This is the Ampeg Wild Dog Deluxe from 1963 or 1964. Made by Burns for Ampeg and the U.S. market.
Apparently, low-output pickups intended for teh jass toanz.
It’s strung with flat wounds right now and I might try and save those for now.
More pics to come after cleanup.
Any thoughts on what might have happened with Mrs DCF?
The real Mrs DCF loves me, I’m pretty certain, but this? This is weird.
Or inhabited by an alien parasite.
Or something.
We went on a day trip yesterday.
It was a long drive. We took nothing but country roads. No highways.
The weather was great once we got out of our home area.
The little town we visited was really cool. Town square type of place right on the shore of Lake Huron.
There happened to be a festival going on that we didn’t even know about. So, even more stuff to take in.
There is also a music store…
Nothing too fancy, but good stuff for the market there which is mainly students. They also teach lessons.
She left me unsupervised.
I spotted an Art & Lutherie Roadhouse parlour guitar and played it. It’s a great little guitar and it played and sounded great.
Mrs DCF and daughter DCF came back in the store, asked me about the guitar. Asked if I was going to get it. Asked how much it was. (I didn’t know yet.)
And then left again with a bit of an eye roll.
So, I played it a bit more. Asked for the price. Then looked at the pedals they had in stock.
And left.
When I caught up with everyone, Mrs DCF asked if I’d put the guitar in the truck already. I told that I didn’t buy and the price. She didn’t seem to like the price for what it is. I think it was a fair price but more money than I need to spend on something that I didn’t really need.
As we were about to head to the boardwalk for a walk along the water, Mrs DCF told me that they saw some guitars in the antique shop right near where we had parked.
So, we popped in and she showed me a Simon & Patrick acoustic. I didn’t pay attention to the model, but it was bit bigger than a parlour.
Then I spotted an Epiphone that they hadn’t seen. Nothing exciting.
Then she showed me this other thing at the back of the shop.
Much more than the A&L Roadhouse.
Mrs DCF didn’t even flinch. Hence the concern about possession/abduction/etc.
A mad dash to the ATM and a good chat with the shop owner who, it turns out, has a history with some of my favourite bands when I was a kid, and diggin out the original case, and I took it home.
I have to give it a good cleaning and go through it all. Here are some preliminary pics.
This is the Ampeg Wild Dog Deluxe from 1963 or 1964. Made by Burns for Ampeg and the U.S. market.
Apparently, low-output pickups intended for teh jass toanz.
It’s strung with flat wounds right now and I might try and save those for now.
More pics to come after cleanup.
Any thoughts on what might have happened with Mrs DCF?
The real Mrs DCF loves me, I’m pretty certain, but this? This is weird.
