I’ve made a new friend. This old guitar was given to my wife’s grandfather decades ago by a man who is now a fairly well known and respected Swedish musician. Since my wife’s grandfather doesn’t play the guitar he thought it would be better off with us. And it’s a beauty.
Even the capotasto is a tiny work of art. (Click picture of choice for some more Flickrisms.)
Admittedly it’s not the best guitar in the world per se, not very Martin-esque. And it’s been beat up pretty good. Still it has a certain something – a bluesy quality I really like. And it sounds great in my fairly reverberant living room. I’m trying my best to fix it into good shape. The first thing I’m going to do is get some new strings for it, truth be told I don’t think it was ever meant to be a steel string guitar. And then I’m gonna stick a tube mic on it and see if it sings. Mp3s to follow, most likely.
