Sunday, October 5, 2008

The patina of pure, unbridled passion.

Yesterday, while wandering through The Rock Hall with my brother, this ratty, nasty, gnarly looking Fender caught my eye. And I had to stop and study it close-up, drawn in by the raw, almost bloody wear marks on the fretboard.

I was mesmerized as I read the plaque identifying this guitar as Jeff Beck's 1954 Fender Esquire, played during his formative years with The Yardbirds. You can wander throughout the museum, view hundreds of guitars used by other musicians, and you won't see this kind of wear, this kind of soul left behind in the finish.

Find what you love. Do it with passion. Repeat often. And some more.

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