I own and play on the most amazing guitar ever, a Cherry Red Gibson ES-355 1961. It makes volcanoes erupt.
Gibson ES-355 1961 Cherry Red
Hey Chuckleberryfinn,
What a lovely guitar, I'm jealous. I have a 64 Strat that's been known to whip up storm or two. Also it bounces off drum kit's pretty well
Personally, I think I'd have to go with King Crimson's "In the Court of the Crimson King" or Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon".
From another thread I know but I have a funny story for you methshin.
Some years ago I used to work in a well known guitar store over here,
and it just so happened that we got hold of a USA Jackson Soloist
with the picture from (In the court of the crimson king) all over the front.
One morning I took a call from Greg Lake (ELP) saying he wanted it as he was on the album. To be honest I didn't believe it was him at first but it was, and after some negotiation on price he bought it though he didn't want it sent via courier. So lucky old me got the job of delivering it to him in his studio in Putney.
Anyway when I got there he was in the pub with his manager. So while I waited I had time to wander around the studio and chat to his road manager and one of the engineers, which was great and I got to see some of his well known guitars and was blown away with the layout of the place and just how friendly everyone was.
Anyway Greg eventually returns, I introduce myself and show him the guitar. He loved it but asked if I could make some adjustments to suit his
action preferences. So off I go into a little room and get to work, all the while worried about screwing anything up.
Not that what he wanted was difficult to acheive, more like I was paranoid about slipping with a screwdriver or something and spoiling the finish.
My guvnor told him that this guitar was one of a kind, and he bought it on the strength of that (Little does he know, ha ha ha).
So I get the job done, Greg asks me to play it, liked my playing (Very flattered) checks it out for himself loves it and then promptly gets on the phone to my guv to try and talk turkey some more (Like he cant afford it, Yeah right!). Fucking Rock stars.
Whilst all this is going down I ask if I could use the toilet, I get shown where to go, do what I gotta do and return. By now there is Greg his manager, road manager an engineer a roadie his secretary and someone else all standing around admiring this guitar. I arrive and am handed a cheque and the deals done.
Like I said earlier everyone was very friendly to me and they were all grinning as I said my goodbyes, so I shook hands with everyone popped the cheque in my shirt pocket and left still very excited about my mornings adventure. So much so that it suddenly occured to me that in all the excitement I had forgotten to check that the cheque was filled out correctly. So as I look down while fumbling in my pocket and am mortified to see my fly's wide open, and what with the cut of my jeans everyone couldn't fail to have noticed. Very embarassing.
But hey, like Greg has said himself,
"C'est la vie".
Mark