cconsaul wrote:I think that's kind of cool. Of course, my guitars don't have nearly the lineage yours do. My laying around the living room guitar is a Yamaha FG-75 that I bought from a jewelry store for twenty five dollars. I got a hunk of leather next door and tied it to the guitar, threew it on my back and hitch-hiked to San Fransisco. The thing stayed on my back for about seven and a half years, while I pursued the joys of folksinging. That guitar's name is Sen-Chen (after an old grilfreind who was extremely patient with me) The next one is an Oveation Adama that I named Martin. My freinds siad that if I was ever going to be a serious musician, I had to own a Martin. I realize that wasn't what they meant, and I don't have anything against Martins, but like another one of my old friends, Steve Goodman said, "not many people can own a Martin and have kids all at the same time!" There have been many other guitars, especially Gunther (a classical style guitar I picked up in East Berlin while I was stationed with the 298th Army Band) but those tickle my funny bonce every time I see them.
That's quite a "trip" for a guitar, 7 years is quite a long time. My guitars don't have that "history" nor a name either. Still, I don't believe much in the "lineage" of an instrument if it doesn't appeal to me. For example, some guitars have a nice sound but handle the wrong way for my hands and the other way around...I owned a guitar once that had no name or any frills compared with the expensive ones or the "great" ones and I can asure you, I would choose it any time to whatever else out there.
I guess the name of the game is to "have fun" and I can see you've got your share of it, ccosaul. Congratulations!