The tale of your guitar journey

The 90 watt Creamback was a good speaker, but it didn't deliver the same performance as the Reaper 55Hz, but I might put it in a cabinet just for fun...

Did you ever install a blue back in any thing? They are very shrill until they are broken in. Breaking one in is very frustrating. But once you get it right there is nothing like them. The V30 60 watts I put in my Fender Hot Rod Deluxe is very similar at this point and I hope it follows the blue back path to fantastic tone. Even my AC30 that had two of them sounded better.
 
AND YOU have a wonderful Telecaster.

Thanks me little BIG buddy...I still have that Tele and I'm keeping it for good. I also forgot to mention my 1998 American Standard Stratocaster which I bought in a pawn shop back in 2005 for just over $1,000 including a Fender hard-shell case. I've always dreamed of owning a real Strat one day since 1987. The guitar plays beautifully and I've bonded with it ever since.


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I put an ebony fret board on a 1968 Strat, my Brian Moore came with one. My Martin D28 came with the best one I ever played. Ebony fret boards just feel so great to play.

Wow...you have a 1968 Strat? Now there's a collectors item! That's cool that you put an ebony FB on yours. I don't understand why Fender don't make Strats with ebony FB's. I actually stained the FB on my '98 Strat with ebony wood stain. I would coat the FB and leave it overnight so the stain would soak in. I did this a few times and now my fret board looks like ebonized rosewood. I also applied raw linseed oil on the FB a few times to seal in the wood. It looks and feels great!


;>)/
 
Thanks me little BIG buddy...I still have that Tele and I'm keeping it for good. I also forgot to mention my 1998 American Standard Stratocaster which I bought in a pawn shop back in 2005 for just over $1,000 including a Fender hard-shell case. I've always dreamed of owning a real Strat one day since 1987. The guitar plays beautifully and I've bonded with it ever since.


;>)/

Little Buddy, Black. I am wondering, are your Tele and 1998 Strat both black like my 1989 and 1990 Am Std Strats are?
Also, wow. $1000 at a pawn shop. Canadian $$$$ sure must suck. I got my first Am Std Strat and AND a Fender Princeton Chorus amp for $700 from my first ever pawn shop purchase.
 
Let's see...
Sometime in the early part of 1976 I decided I wanted to figure out how to make the noises I heard on my favorite records and started bugging my parents for a guitar. My 10th birthday was in September of that year and they were cool enough to hook me up with my first, a truly crappy Global SG copy thing. It played horribly but it made noise through an amp, so it was incredible to me. I spent every spare minute playing it.
Even cooler than that, my parents got me my first real guitar for my birthday the following year, 1977. I saved up what I could as a kid, which wasn't much, and they paid the rest for a brand-new '77 Les Paul Custom. That guitar would be with me for the next 22 years. I played it constantly, got into my first "band" with guys from the neighborhood around '79 or '80 - we were awful but we learned a lot and when I got into my first real band a year or two later we were quickly playing parties and events, which ended up being valuable experience playing in front of people.
Toward the latter part of high school and into college I gigged steadily in what was by then a pretty busy working band with guys that were a few years older than me. The rock scene was in full swing at the time and not only were there plenty of places to play but it was almost all original material; only a couple of places forced us to play covers (thank goodness and I hope to never play another cover again as long as I live) but we'd mix some of our own songs in also.
Those were the glory years, gigging regularly and writing our own music, young enough to believe that the record deal was right around the corner. But, it was the mid-'80's, and for better or worse the hair band/cheese metal thing was taking over and a pure hard rock band wasn't as much of a draw any more. We tried for a while to adapt, and I went to far as to go out and buy a SuperStrat with a wang bar so we could learn horrible spandex-band covers but our hearts weren't into it and this was before GnR came along and made hard rock cool again, so we kind of drifted and then I met my first wife...
I stopped playing out, got married, half-heartedly settled down and got a "real" job. You all know the rest.
Never quit playing guitar but it became more of an occasional thing, maybe noodle around for an hour or two on the weekends, but it was bittersweet at that point and I felt like it was something that I had lost, didn't get the joy out of playing that I should have.
And that went on for 5 or 6 years like that, through the first marriage and eventual divorce.
And then when I ended up alone again I got the joy of playing back. I started playing again every day, sometimes 3-4 hours. It became my passion all over again, and I even did some gigging with a few people that I knew from back in the day. Felt amazing to get out in front of an audience again after all that time.
When I met my 2nd (and current) wife she understood what playing meant to me and in the 20 subsequent years that we have been married she has always encouraged my playing, both at home and with the band, which is going on 7 years now. She knows I play to unwind, to scratch my creative itch, because I HAVE to, and she is very supportive. I am at the point where I am completely at peace about my journey with the guitar - its been over 40 years now since I started so it's been my lifelong companion, and has informed and influenced every other part of my life. As it turns out, the most important decision of my life was made at the age of 10!
 
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Little Buddy, Black. I am wondering, are your Tele and 1998 Strat both black like my 1989 and 1990 Am Std Strats are?
Also, wow. $1000 at a pawn shop. Canadian $$$$ sure must suck. I got my first Am Std Strat and AND a Fender Princeton Chorus amp for $700 from my first ever pawn shop purchase.

Well my Telecaster is a natural swamp ash finish...it's a 1952 AVRI edition that I bought new in 2006 which was Fender's 60th anniversary. It also came with a certificate of authenticity. Now with my '98 American Std. Strat I originally thought it was black. I saw it through the window of the store when it was closed behind the counter. I thought that was a nice looking black Strat. The next day when I walked into the pawn shop to check it out I saw the colour wasn't black but a very deep metallic purple which looked real nice so I decided to buy it that day. It almost looks black depending on the lighting. I wish I had pictures to show you but Photobucket messed that up for me.:(


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View attachment 10312 This journey is getting very crazy. Not only guitars, I'm string crazy, pick and pick up crazy and over the edge Amp nutty. Of course that brings a speaker craziness, the tube manic level is bad.

I have a cabinet with a 15" version of the speakers in this pic . . . EXCEPT it is ORANGE. A special version made for Fender. The cabinet is built to hold a Deluxe Reverb chassis.
 
Did you ever install a blue back in any thing? They are very shrill until they are broken in. Breaking one in is very frustrating. But once you get it right there is nothing like them. The V30 60 watts I put in my Fender Hot Rod Deluxe is very similar at this point and I hope it follows the blue back path to fantastic tone. Even my AC30 that had two of them sounded better.

No Sir...never heard of them!
 
Let's see...
Sometime in the early part of 1976 I decided I wanted to figure out how to make the noises I heard on my favorite records and started bugging my parents for a guitar. My 10th birthday was in September of that year and they were cool enough to hook me up with my first, a truly crappy Global SG copy thing. It played horribly but it made noise through an amp, so it was incredible to me. I spent every spare minute playing it.
Even cooler than that, my parents got me my first real guitar for my birthday the following year, 1977. I saved up what I could as a kid, which wasn't much, and they paid the rest for a brand-new '77 Les Paul Custom. That guitar would be with me for the next 22 years. I played it constantly, got into my first "band" with guys from the neighborhood around '79 or '80 - we were awful but we learned a lot and when I got into my first real band a year or two later we were quickly playing parties and events, which ended up being valuable experience playing in front of people.
Toward the latter part of high school and into college I gigged steadily in what was by then a pretty busy working band with guys that were a few years older than me. The rock scene was in full swing at the time and not only were there plenty of places to play but it was almost all original material; only a couple of places forced us to play covers (thank goodness and I hope to never play another cover again as long as I live) but we'd mix some of our own songs in also.
Those were the glory years, gigging regularly and writing our own music, young enough to believe that the record deal was right around the corner. But, it was the mid-'80's, and for better or worse the hair band/cheese metal thing was taking over and a pure hard rock band wasn't as much of a draw any more. We tried for a while to adapt, and I went to far as to go out and buy a SuperStrat with a wang bar so we could learn horrible spandex-band covers but our hearts weren't into it and this was before GnR came along and made hard rock cool again, so we kind of drifted and then I met my first wife...
I stopped playing out, got married, half-heartedly settled down and got a "real" job. You all know the rest.
Never quit playing guitar but it became more of an occasional thing, maybe noodle around for an hour or two on the weekends, but it was bittersweet at that point and I felt like it was something that I had lost, didn't get the joy out of playing that I should have.
And that went on for 5 or 6 years like that, through the first marriage and eventual divorce.
And then when I ended up alone again I got the joy of playing back. I started playing again every day, sometimes 3-4 hours. It became my passion all over again, and I even did some gigging with a few people that I knew from back in the day. Felt amazing to get out in front of an audience again after all that time.
When I met my 2nd (and current) wife she understood what playing meant to me and in the 20 subsequent years that we have been married she has always encouraged my playing, both at home and with the band, which is going on 7 years now. She knows I play to unwind, to scratch my creative itch, because I HAVE to, and she is very supportive. I am at the point where I am completely at peace about my journey with the guitar - its been over 40 years now since I started so it's been my lifelong companion, and has informed and influenced every other part of my life. As it turns out, the most important decision of my life was made at the age of 10!

Awesome!
 
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