Season One, Episode One
As many of you know, our parents came over to our part of the world this past Christmas. Like any good tour guides, we figured that a trip to our local Chinatown was in order. Chinatown did not disappoint - you couldn't throw a rock without hitting an "genuine copy" of anything you desire... either that or a Lonely Planet guide-toting European backpacker.
As we were perusing the stalls, a little something caught my eye:
For the guitar-impaired, this is a pretty good copy of a Les Paul Studio... in fact, its a replica of the first "real" electric guitar I owned. I spent many hours in my room making Jimi Hendrix and Metallica songs sound absolutely horrible on this guitar.
Oh, but wait my friend. It's so much more than a copy of a Les Paul Studio. What else can this be?
Be amazed and witness the devastation of...
I apologize to those prone to seizures.
Sometimes, when I can't sleep, I reach for my flame-throwing guitar axe to watch it light up the midnight darkness.
This is usually followed by a swift hit from my wife.
Hendrix had his detractors too.
And so I shred on.