My 1982 Kohno Concert arrived yesterday, and I'm in love. I was incredibly fortunate; it's truly in mint condition, and honestly looks as if it could have been made this year. What a masterful piece of craftsmanship and artistry.
It was owned by a collector who didn't play it much, as he owns 20 or so other guitars, and prefers steel string. He says that the strings are about 8 months old; I haven't changed them yet, as I'm letting the guitar get acclimated to the change in humidity from California to Rhode Island.
One of the first things I did was measure the scale length; this is indeed a 660mm fretboard. It doesn't seem uncomfortable or unnatural to me at all. Then again, as I'm very much an entry-level guitarist, I may have less to unlearn or re-adjust.
There's no question that it's the most responsive guitar I've ever played. Even with the old strings, the sound is rich and full, and the whole body vibrates as if it's a living, breathing organism. I really feel a tremendous amount of affection for this instrument.
Before it arrived, I was searching through lists of Japanese female names, wondering what I should call this new arrival. Well, as they say, one should wait on such things, as the instrument will let you know what her name is. She let me know that name is Satori, for that's the state of being I enter when I pick her up.
Now I know how fortunate we members of the the Kohno & Sakurai Fan Club truly are!