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I can't.

At least I heard the news on Strat Talk. Holy hell, no. Not this guy.

I'd love to hear audio examples of the guitars you talk about, from you, not Johnny John, da mayor of the skies of silver, Mayer

This is a stupid photo with an even more stupid caption. The caption should read, "Dis lil dood is ma dawg."

I loved your post. I'm dealing with the issues that come with living in 2023, ignore me if you want. I don't live here.

I'm in the swampy desert and have to get sleep for tomorrow's burdens. Keep it going. Peace, Danny D

I'm an old dude and a relative newcomer to this forum. I just want to say that I miss Phil. He was so kind to me and offered so much advice. Phil was an ever-flowing font of kindness and information. In November I messaged him about the best way to sell a guitar. He replied with a thoughtful...

I'm reading The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto by Mitch Albom. A must read for any musician.

I loved Jimi's performance at Woodstock on his Silver Sky. BTW, my Epiphone 'Inspired by Gibson' 59 Les Paul is the best playing "Strat" I've ever owned.

I hope I'm not being ignored.

Your next composition should be titled Rave about your Fave.

Twice.

Kevlar.

Joe, is that you?

A lovely photograph!

Songs that elicit extremes of emotion in me...peace, love, acceptance of the inevitable... for me the choice is simple. There are a few songs on the Michael Hedges' Aerial Boundaries that melt my heart and soul.

I enjoyed the thread.

"One of my best friends has had Covid twice, despite all the jabs.">>>> Think about that statement. My first thought it, "Why get the X shot at all?"

You are correct about being less than kind to her.

I appreciate the love she's being shown. At this moment, Twitter is a vile cesspool of hatred and divisiveness. Everyone is affected by cancer. Cancer killed my father way before his time. A cancer death should not be an opportunity to gloat about your personal politics.

Nice!

I had about fifty assorted Hot Wheels and Matchbox cars from the the late 60s and early 70s. All of them drowned in Hurricane Katrina. I kept them in the safest place in the world to me at the time, my mother's house near Lake Pontchartrain. Who knew?

I do! Thanks for conjuring up a long forgotten youthful memory. Danny

Cool story.