So, this beautiful, handmade, one-of-a-kind, crafted by some hermit-guitar-genius in Burbank, guitar amp went on e-bay today. And I did not buy it. I let it go.
See, I’m not exactly sure what my problem is. If it’s handmade and no one else has one and it’s made by some crazy guy no one’s ever heard of, I just have to have it. Somewhere in the back of my mind, a little tone gnome is whispering to me that I have to buy it because since no one has ever played through one of these, there must be magical tone fairies who will make sure that every note emitted from this piece of gear will bring magic tears to everyone who hears it. And I’m sure it’s a fantastic amp. But the cold hard facts are that I don’t need it! I have more gear than I can use as it is; I like my tone; I’m happy with life….yet, sweet mercy, it was hard not to bi on this. I have issues! I mean, a 1974 Marshall bluesbreaker could sell for $8, and I wouldn’t bat an eye, because people already have those. But give me some random piece of gear that was built in a bombshelter by some half-homeless guitar player, and I’m all over it.
Luckily today, the alarm bells ringing in the other side of my brain, alerting me to the fact that I have bought things like this before and then they have sat in my closet while I eat peanuts and raisins for the next three months. The alarm bells drowned out the tone gnome. And I can pay rent this month.
Yet still I wonder….what if….
Guitar for Worship 