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]-[ @ n $ 0 |v| a T !
06-25-2012, 10:23 PM
...with guitars.

Please tell us your story.

wilerty
06-25-2012, 10:33 PM
When I heard "Walk, Don't Run" by The Ventures ...

WEDGE
06-25-2012, 10:49 PM
I was four and my dad brought me back a youth guitar from his trip to Madrid. He scored a Paulino Bernabe that sounded so good when he played it. I did not stay with it then; he wanted to teach me flamenco and I wanted to be one of the Beatles. Still loved the instrument and took it up again at 19 when I heard Van Halen. Nowadays I don't play as much as I would like but still love the guitar as much as ever.

Hopeful Sinner
06-25-2012, 11:29 PM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L95osOIDvGI

Thanks Mom...

dantedayjob
06-26-2012, 12:01 AM
Glen Campbell, William Tell Overture... This was not the SPECIFIC performance, I couldn't find that clip... it was on Hee Haw I'm sure. That was the first moment I notice guitar playing, not just that there was a guy playing guitar... it blew me away... I was 5 or 6

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSyTK-CdRTc

dvlsadvc8t
06-26-2012, 06:32 AM
Back in 1984, I went to see Huey Lewis & the News in Charlotte. He had a young guitslinger named Stevie Ray Vaughan opening for him. SRV totally blew me away, and I knew right then that I had to play the guitar.

Mike Duncan
06-26-2012, 06:56 AM
I was 15 years old when "La Bamba" came out and I was hooked! No joke, all I wanted to be was a kid living in the late 50s/early 60s in California and playing a custom colored Strat. I've said that I was born in the wrong era. While my classmates in high school were going crazy over Poison, Winger, Warrant, Crue...I was dreaming of playing with the Ventures, the Kingsmen, the Beach Boys, and Dick Dale. It all changed when I bought an copy of Guitar World with SRV on the cover in '87 and it had article about Billy Gibbons at some guitar show showing off the current values of various guitars.

I would spend my summers with my grandparents outside DC in Fairfax, VA and have them take me to Southworth Guitars near American University. The coolest guitar I ever saw was a real '62 Tele Custom in a greened LPB with a decal of Barney Rubble under the bridge. I was bitten hard. In fact in '88, I bought a lefty Strat bridge from my pal Brian Meader at Abbey Music in VA Beach and gutted my '87 Squier Strat! Then I began the "aging" process...I did terrible things to that guitar to make it look like it had been played for YEARS - this was all pre-Relic time. I scratched, scraped, rusted, sanded, and burned that thang to a kinda cool looking "fine aged" instrument. Sadly, about five years ago I tried to refinish the old girl and left her outside for just a little too long while applying the stripper and the body popped apart at the glue seems...sad.

Yeah, its been years of suffering from the guitar-bug.

Richard Lainegard
06-26-2012, 08:41 AM
I don't have any great "awezome moment" story I'm afraid :(
I wanted to start to play guitar because I was really bullied in middle school and thought
that if I could play guitar like the "cool rock kids" things would turn around, so I picked the guitar up at age 15.
On the flip side though, once I got that guitar, I had the incentive and drive to practice my ass off for years
to come, and noticed I easily learned techniques quite naturally.
Over the first 2 years though, I realized I gradually began playing and practising less for for some notion of improved self-worth,
and more for the love of actually playing the instrument and writing my own music. So around age 17-18 when my technique was good enough to
play what I wanted to play (and my "self-worth" or whatever you want to call had also solidified) I might say that my true "love-affair" started.
Moving from my hometown at age 16, and "starting fresh" at a new school, but still having that "itch" to prove myself helped out too!

CantankerousCarl
06-26-2012, 10:17 AM
My dad caught me jumping off my bed wielding my newly constructed Gibson Explorer. It was a copy of Matthias Jabbs' white-with-black stripes, done in cardboard, with a genuine scrapwood neck, real string strings, and 1 V 1 T with knobs from an old TV. I thought he was going to smack me, but he asked me if I wanted to take guitar lessons, and the next day I was the proud owner of a Hondo strat copy and a Fender Sidekick 10. When I figured out how to overdrive the little bugger, I just kept wailing on the low "E" string and laughing. Wonder they didn't kill me then.

FYI was visiting the folks this past weekend, many things are still intact in my old room, including the old fake-splorer in the corner. It apparently suffered a headstock break over the years...maybe something the PTC could look into ;)...but still looks good.

swede71
06-26-2012, 10:19 AM
When i got my first guitar from mother in 84,a japanese strat copy called Legend plus a battery driven amp called Smash.Hearing Dio-Holy diver,Ozzy-Diary of a madman,Kiss-Alive 2 and Fools by Van Halen helped too.Still a love affair,the best meditation and relaxation i can ask for.

LSchefman
06-26-2012, 11:32 AM
I was a keyboard player in high school and college bands. But I doubled on guitar, though I was only mildly interested in it.

In college, I saw that it'd be a lot of fun to be able to take an instrument with me to parties, or to hang out with friends who played. Couldn't shlep a B-3 around.

So I got a D-18. That's when I really fell in love with the instrument. I'm guessing this was about 1970.

Danerada
06-26-2012, 11:36 AM
My wife has been singing her whole life. She loves to sing with an acoustic guitar accompanist. Well after we were married I went to a coffee house set she was doing and I noticed that I didn't like how intimate it seemed on stage (so jealousy). So, the coffee shop also sold guitars. When the set was over I went to the wall, got down an Epiphone acoustic and bought it. I taught myself to play because I wanted that intimacy of music between my wife and I. I had no idea how much in love I would fall with the guitar itself......we still play and sing together all the time and it is awesome.

AP515
06-26-2012, 11:47 AM
My mom and dad played an old Martin and I grew up listening to them. When I was old enough to hold it I learned 3 chords and started playing the same old folk songs. It just went on from there. I still have Mom's old Martin.
http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii126/Pecospup/TheFamily-1.jpg

newfmp3
06-26-2012, 01:10 PM
Mom and Dad singing and playing around Campfires. Something I just looked forward to as a kid. Funny thing is that I tried Piano first, but I couldn't get into it. But I grabbed a guitar one day and just caught on instantly.

docbennett
06-27-2012, 09:45 AM
I first picked up a guitar at the age of 8. Battered acoustic with high action, couldn't intonate and I would play "I'm a believer" and "I'm not your stepping stone" on it.

Graduated to a POS electric that I bought for $25 at the age of 13....If I had another $250 I could have bought the NOS 1968 Gibson Les Paul hanging on the rack at Buddy's Music in Brooklyn. This POS lasted for 5 years, and allowed me to further de-volve my (lack of) skill.

Continued playing various POS's until my 40th B-day....bought an American Standard Strat in 1995....and that's when I realized that a guitar could actually sound good. Played through a decent amp...it sounded even better.

First fell in love with a guitar in 2004...that's when I first traded up to my '00 CU24 with birds and ten top. That's when I first realized that I could play leads to songs like "Reelin' in the years" that sounded something like the actual version.

the rest is history. I sublimated all my hobbies and collecting into guitars, and since then well over 100 PRSi have moved through my hands, with at least 3 dozen taking up "permanant residence" in my collection.

MOBirds
06-27-2012, 10:12 AM
4th grade came and all the kids had to pick an instrument to learn. Most never practiced and gave up at end of the year. I picked the flute after seeing a clip of Jethro Tull on somewhere on TV. I thought Jethro (I was 9 and didn't know his name was Ian Anderson) could rock out on a flute!

Another student, a girl, also picked flute since she had learned to play a bit from her mother. So the teacher focused on her since she already had some skill... me, I suffered from dizzy headaches since the dork didn't bother to teach me to breath correctly. After 3 weeks of complaining about my head, he finally took the flute away and handed me a guitar saying "try this, you won't have to breath so much". Took me another 5 years of whining to convince my mother I was serious about learning to play more than the couple of chords I learned that year. Got my first junk guitar at 15 and think my current guitar addiction is due to the suffering I went through in those early years.

rugerpc
06-27-2012, 10:55 AM
I've played drums since 3rd grade (I'm now 57) . But during junior high, my brother was in a band. The guitarist was a nice guy and he was the only person I knew in my circle of friends that did play guitar. I asked him if it was hard to play. He looked at my fingers, at my nails, and said "you'll never play guitar, your nails are too soft."

What did I know? I played drums and he was actually in a band and playing guitar. So, I never pursued it very hard. I did managed to get a cheap Fender 12 string acoustic before I went off to college. I'd play at playing it for a while until my fingers got sore and then I'd put it down for weeks. That was a good recipe for not getting anywhere... Friends don't let friends start playing guitar for the very first time on 12 string acoustics...

Then, when I was 48 I went to a guitar center. I had heard somewhere along the way that electrics were easier to play. I decided that if I could play on an electric (what little I could play at that point ) for more than 15 minutes without my fingers hurting, I'd buy it. It was a Mexican Strat and I played at playing it for almost 2 hours! The sales staff was indulgent - it was obvious that I could not play, but I stuck at it for so long, I think they were actually rooting for me..

I bought that Strat that day, December 7, 2002, and never looked back. A friend found out that I had just bought a guitar and he said, "you have to go look at PRS guitars."

Since then, I have been in lessons more on than off and my guitar collection is somewhere over 50, half of them being PRS. In a month or so, I will finish the music studio in the basement and I plan to be playing at playing for a long time to come.

veinbuster
06-27-2012, 01:11 PM
I just started kinder garden and the guy living downstairs had an acoustic he let me play with. I didn't want to stop - ever.

Brewer
06-27-2012, 01:48 PM
John, Paul, George, and Ringo on The Ed Sullivan Show.

Anything that made teenage girls scream like that was something I had to have.

Later I learned it could do other cool things too. Like make music. And change the world.

gearhead
06-27-2012, 05:31 PM
In about '72/'73, when I was about 3 or so, our Dad bought a "Best of the '50s" 8 track tape and played it non-stop. I very distinctly remember how the solo on Buddy Knox's "Party Doll" made me feel. I knew it was the guitar, and even tho I know nothing about them, I knew I wanted to play one. I didn't actually get one and start playing till '79, but have pretty much played since then......and have no intentions of ever quitting.

prsrocker1988
06-28-2012, 03:08 AM
My story is a long sad-turned-happy story but I will try to keep it as short as possible.

I have several medical issues and am disabled. I was born with several disabilities and have had a pretty rough time. I get very down because of my condition and also because of the pain I'm in (not only emotionally but physically from the orthopedic joint problems I have).

Late in 2006 I was at my lowest point. I had already been in the hospital twice for depression and was on my last lap. I was very close to ending my life when a therapist recommended music as a form of therapy. I wasn't a music lover at all and really didn't care for it. A friend of the family suggested it as well. One day in January 2007 I was in a very bad way. I thought I had no purpose, etc etc so I decided to give the therapist's and friend's suggestion of listening to music a try. So I went through my parents stack of old albums. I literally got to the bottom of the pile. Nothing was doing it for me. Super boring. One of the last albums in the pile was the Eagles' "Hotel California". I put it in, and I kid you not the second that intro started chills went up and down my spine and I literally jumped out of my chair. When it got to the solos, it had lit a fire in me. I suddenly realized I needed to learn to play guitar. I was really especially drawn to the second part of the solo and I later figured out that was none other than Joe Walsh (who I'll talk more about later).

The next week I picked up my old guitar I had (I tried to learn a few years prior but had a nasty teacher and I wasn't a music lover so I quit and put it under the bed), got some new strings put on and a tuner, and I printed some chords off of the internet. The first song I ever learned was "A Horse With No Name". 2 simple chords and I learned those two chords back and forth and that taught me both strumming and chord changes very quickly. I then progressed to other simple 2-3 chord songs and before I knew it I was progressing at rapid rates. I would play 8 hours a day (with lots of breaks of course) because I didn't work because I am disabled. I then happened to be coming home from a Dr appointment one day and I saw this sign on an old familiar building near my hometown that said "Guitars". I thought to myself and told my father I don't remember that being there. So we turned around and sure enough it was a new guitar store. To make a long story short, I befriended the guy, would spend every Saturday in his store jamming in a circle with others. That got me progressing even faster with learning how to play with others. And then the store owner asked me to come to his outdoor jams and we would play for people. That got me used to the whole crowd thing and being in front of people.

I then joined a classic rock and country cover band for a short while, and then left to form my own band. I knew I wanted to do an Eagles tribute band to celebrate the music of the band that without a doubt saved my life and gave me a purpose. I recruited some jamming friends and other local musicians and we played for almost 4 years. It was very successful and by far the best thing I've ever done in my almost 24 years of life. It ended because people were moving away, the store owner closed his store and ended up moving as well, and other members having issues. I then got back into the covers thing and that is what I still to do this day. My knack as a guitarist is reproducing classic recordings in a live environment both the note-for-note reproduction and getting the tone right. I'm the world's biggest gear geek and now have things that interest me and that I love to buy. Unfortunately though it has taken a toll on my bank account. :D

Going back to the Eagles and Joe Walsh, after the discovery of Hotel California, I researched them, got all of their albums, and also discovered Don Henley and Joe Walsh's great solo material and Joe's old band, The James Gang. Joe without a doubt is not only my guitar idol but my hero in general. That guy is the one I look up to the most of any player or person outside my family. I'm also a fan of Don Felder too and really admire his playing but Joe is my favorite. That band is my favorite and that album and song to this day is still my very favorite and that song can still bring me out of a depression/slump quicker than anything. It's very motivating to me to listen to that album as that is the reason I started in the first place. I still get chills when I hear the opening of "Hotel". I was very fortunate to be able to play Joe's parts live in a tribute band for a long while and play the very song that saved my life and made me a guitarist in the first place.

And that is my story. I still thank my lucky stars everyday that I gave music a chance and didn't end my life that day and instead found something that completely changed my life in a matter of minutes.

rugerpc
06-28-2012, 08:02 AM
My story is a long sad-turned-happy story but I will try to keep it as short as possible.

A truly inspirational story! GO YOU!

docbennett
06-28-2012, 08:49 AM
My story is a long sad-turned-happy story but I will try to keep it as short as possible.

Once again, the "Warm Smell of Colitas, rising up through the air" saves the day!!!

So happy for you and for your turnaround. Just proves what I always tell my depressed patients...if you commit suicide, you will never realize that tomorrow you might find the reason to stay alive. This story provides hope and inspriation to everyone whose been in your shoes. Best wishes from another person who finds "Hotel California" to be just about the most perfect song ever made.

south89
06-28-2012, 09:00 AM
well I don't think my story will compare by far but I will share any how. I am an old "metal head" so of course when I first heard Black Sabbath that was the beginning of a great life with music. After hearing that signature guitar sound I was bugging my parents to get me a guitar and of course my dad says well if you get better grades in school I will buy you one. Naturally that didn't go as planned so me being the hard head that I am and not getting the grades that was required I went and bought a cheap 3/4 size Van Halen copy from Sears with my birthday money. I have been playing ever since and was playing in bands by my late teens and have been a part of some really great experiances and met some really great people because of it.

My Prs story begins with me going into a vintage guitar shop in downtown Frederick, MD in the 90's . I walked in there and saw this black standard 22 with a stoptail and was asking to play it so by the end of it I was walking out of there having set up a payment plan to buy that guitar. I have been playing PRS guitars ever since except for brief stint with some other LP copy guitars and have been selling and trading up ever since.As a matter of fact my budy that I sold the black standard to is still playing it as his #1.

prsrocker1988
06-28-2012, 07:22 PM
Thank you rugerpc and docbennett!

I'm very glad I found music and that I was able to find something to do with my life that I enjoy and can also affect others with and not feel so hopeless.

Doc - I also think it's a masterpiece as well. Truly a classic.

Goldtop
06-28-2012, 08:02 PM
My story is a long sad-turned-happy story but I will try to keep it as short as possible.

And that is my story. I still thank my lucky stars everyday that I gave music a chance and didn't end my life that day and instead found something that completely changed my life in a matter of minutes.

That is amazing. My heart, as well as my respect and admiration, goes out to you. It takes a special kind of person to share that with others, and I thank you for doing it.

We have some things in common. I'm disabled too, and I wasn't really sure I was going to post in this thread because I wasn't comfortable with it, but because of you I've changed my mind. I'll get my story together soon and add it to the mix.

Thanks again for being so open and honest. I'm very glad you didn't choose to take the other route with your life.

Goldtop

crgtr
06-30-2012, 07:19 AM
Led Zep. Stairway & Rock n Roll Started it. Foghat (1st rock concert) sealed the deal & the Kiss live & the Kiss Alive album sent me overboard. EVH only made the obsession worst/better.

gearhead
06-30-2012, 09:58 AM
My story is a long sad-turned-happy story but I will try to keep it as short as possible.

I have several medical issues and am disabled. I was born with several disabilities and have had a pretty rough time. I get very down because of my condition and also because of the pain I'm in (not only emotionally but physically from the orthopedic joint problems I have).

Late in 2006 I was at my lowest point. I had already been in the hospital twice for depression and was on my last lap. I was very close to ending my life when a therapist recommended music as a form of therapy. I wasn't a music lover at all and really didn't care for it. A friend of the family suggested it as well. One day in January 2007 I was in a very bad way. I thought I had no purpose, etc etc so I decided to give the therapist's and friend's suggestion of listening to music a try. So I went through my parents stack of old albums. I literally got to the bottom of the pile. Nothing was doing it for me. Super boring. One of the last albums in the pile was the Eagles' "Hotel California". I put it in, and I kid you not the second that intro started chills went up and down my spine and I literally jumped out of my chair. When it got to the solos, it had lit a fire in me. I suddenly realized I needed to learn to play guitar. I was really especially drawn to the second part of the solo and I later figured out that was none other than Joe Walsh (who I'll talk more about later).

The next week I picked up my old guitar I had (I tried to learn a few years prior but had a nasty teacher and I wasn't a music lover so I quit and put it under the bed), got some new strings put on and a tuner, and I printed some chords off of the internet. The first song I ever learned was "A Horse With No Name". 2 simple chords and I learned those two chords back and forth and that taught me both strumming and chord changes very quickly. I then progressed to other simple 2-3 chord songs and before I knew it I was progressing at rapid rates. I would play 8 hours a day (with lots of breaks of course) because I didn't work because I am disabled. I then happened to be coming home from a Dr appointment one day and I saw this sign on an old familiar building near my hometown that said "Guitars". I thought to myself and told my father I don't remember that being there. So we turned around and sure enough it was a new guitar store. To make a long story short, I befriended the guy, would spend every Saturday in his store jamming in a circle with others. That got me progressing even faster with learning how to play with others. And then the store owner asked me to come to his outdoor jams and we would play for people. That got me used to the whole crowd thing and being in front of people.

I then joined a classic rock and country cover band for a short while, and then left to form my own band. I knew I wanted to do an Eagles tribute band to celebrate the music of the band that without a doubt saved my life and gave me a purpose. I recruited some jamming friends and other local musicians and we played for almost 4 years. It was very successful and by far the best thing I've ever done in my almost 24 years of life. It ended because people were moving away, the store owner closed his store and ended up moving as well, and other members having issues. I then got back into the covers thing and that is what I still to do this day. My knack as a guitarist is reproducing classic recordings in a live environment both the note-for-note reproduction and getting the tone right. I'm the world's biggest gear geek and now have things that interest me and that I love to buy. Unfortunately though it has taken a toll on my bank account. :D

Going back to the Eagles and Joe Walsh, after the discovery of Hotel California, I researched them, got all of their albums, and also discovered Don Henley and Joe Walsh's great solo material and Joe's old band, The James Gang. Joe without a doubt is not only my guitar idol but my hero in general. That guy is the one I look up to the most of any player or person outside my family. I'm also a fan of Don Felder too and really admire his playing but Joe is my favorite. That band is my favorite and that album and song to this day is still my very favorite and that song can still bring me out of a depression/slump quicker than anything. It's very motivating to me to listen to that album as that is the reason I started in the first place. I still get chills when I hear the opening of "Hotel". I was very fortunate to be able to play Joe's parts live in a tribute band for a long while and play the very song that saved my life and made me a guitarist in the first place.

And that is my story. I still thank my lucky stars everyday that I gave music a chance and didn't end my life that day and instead found something that completely changed my life in a matter of minutes.

What an awesome story!!!!!! That made me smile out loud, thank you for sharing. :-) What an inspiration.

And, BTW, Hotel California has a pretty special place in my musical history too......not quite as drastic as yours, but that record means a lot to me also.

Jet Whitey
07-01-2012, 08:49 AM
OK....I'll admit it. I was hooked around age 8 in the smoke filled car of my cousin's. He said I was too young to join he and his friends, but the contact high was enough to alter my usual am radio "Top 40" music pallet. They had just bought Deep Purple's "Made In Japan" on 8track and overdriven grinding guitar tones made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight UP!! I couldn't get enough!!! Smoke on the Water still has a special place with me....and always will!!! LOL

prsrocker1988
07-02-2012, 02:50 AM
That is amazing. My heart, as well as my respect and admiration, goes out to you. It takes a special kind of person to share that with others, and I thank you for doing it.

We have some things in common. I'm disabled too, and I wasn't really sure I was going to post in this thread because I wasn't comfortable with it, but because of you I've changed my mind. I'll get my story together soon and add it to the mix.

Thanks again for being so open and honest. I'm very glad you didn't choose to take the other route with your life.

Goldtop

Thank you very much for the kind words. I really appreciate it!

All the best,

-Austin (prsrocker1988)

prsrocker1988
07-02-2012, 02:51 AM
What an awesome story!!!!!! That made me smile out loud, thank you for sharing. :-) What an inspiration.

And, BTW, Hotel California has a pretty special place in my musical history too......not quite as drastic as yours, but that record means a lot to me also.

Thank you!

And yes the Hotel Cali record is very motivational I find and inspiring. No matter if I need a pick-me-up emotionally or inspiration on guitar, I just listen to that album front to back and it works!

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01-20-2013, 10:32 PM
Over a thousand new members since the last post, there must be some great stories out there. Let's here them!

Goldfixer
01-20-2013, 11:18 PM
1981, my brother and I went to the now non-existent Riverfront Coliseum in Cincinnati to see Journey. Neal Schon flat out mesmerized me. My parents had a jewelry store, and a jeweler at a Dayton pawn shop did their repair work.
I went there one day to drop some stuff off, and in the front window was a Hondo II Les Paul copy for $80. It was as close to a real Les Paul as my broke butt could ever dream of affording, so I started saving for it.
I had all the money saved when my uncle came home from the Air Force on leave. They all decided to play some cards that night ....for actual cash. I watched for a while, and decided I could play just as well as they could.
I was warned numerous times that if I played and lost, there would be no sympathy for me. I laughed it off and played....and lost every dime I had saved.
A week or so later, I came home from school and the Hondo II was sitting in my room, along with a Gremlin amp. My parents noticed that I didn't complain or pout about losing my cash , so they bought it for me. It was a wretched sounding guitar with an even more wretched sounding amp, but I wish I still had both.

djpvguitarist
01-20-2013, 11:56 PM
5th grade, my grandmother gave me $20(1,000php in other currency) as a gift for my birthday then went to buy an acoustic guitar. The sales lady gave me a discount, adored that I was buying a guitar on such a young age by myself. No knowledge about tuning, action height, string gauge, as in nothing at all but that was the first thing I did, just buy a guitar. (to add, I did't know that my father also plays guitar since he worked in another country)

MTV 2001... saw My Sacrifice's music video (looked over the tabs in another site, didn't know what the numbers and symbols meant but very persistent on how to read it) and the rest was history... :biggrin: learned about G3 Satch, Vai, Malmsteen and MAB, Paul Gilbert, John Petrucci, Michael Romeo, Buckethead, etc. when I was in college.. better late than never..

Mark Tremonti was my inspiration, my guitar hero.. the reason why I still continue my passion for music eventhough I just play for one reason, I love to play the guitar.. :proud:

jfb
01-21-2013, 12:34 AM
I was five and heard Black Sabbath.
Music became my everything.
I picked up the guitar in my early teens.
Not sure what took so long.

Herr Squid
01-21-2013, 01:58 AM
I was playing also sax and a little bit of keys in my junior high jazz band about 1979 or so... Turns out the guys in the rhythm section played together as a rock band, too. When the band teacher wasn't around, they'd bust into Led Zeppelin, AC/DC, and Deep Purple songs. I didn't know at the time what the songs were, but I was hooked! That same year I got introduced to VH1, 2112, and Scorps' Animal Magnetism album. When Back in Black came out, I finally heard something I thought I could try to play, so I dug my brother's abandoned Yamaha classical guitar out of the closet, and my fate was sealed!