My father and brother are both rock-driven, guitar-crazy, demi-god super-stars (that's as many hyphenated adjectives I could think of in the 10 seconds I allowed myself to write that sentence).
Now, all men have a "MAN" gene that gives them random urges to cut down trees, build fences and re-floor the livingroom, but an interesting thing has happened to my father and brother. This "MAN" gene has collided with their musical-artistic side... And so, instead of building a shed to hold power tools in the backyard - they have started to build a guitar. Not just any... but a Paul Reed Smith style guitar. That rocks.
I have always wanted to be a guitar player - and this just proves, once again, that in the battle of 88-keys versus 6-strings,.. the strings win. I can't just go buy some wood and start building a Piano. I'll have to satisfy my own "MAN" gene urges with hammering nails into walls and stuff...
Song Du Post: The Otherside - Stefano Di Battista
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