a new Washburn
so i went out today, with the single aim of buying a steel string guitar. walked into the shop just round the Rijksmuseum, and voila! within 10mins of talking to the guy (and a rather nice looking one for that matter) i said - yes, i'll take that. so here i am, with my newly purchased Washburn. the whole time i was reminded of the time we spent in Montreal and Quebec City - when W and i were walking around and he bought a guitar as well. its exactly the same feeling, the same desperation of not having touched a guitar for a while. except that now we don't have that poor French guy lamenting the loss of his girlfriend who rejected him, even though he had sold most of his stuff and moved to Quebec City just to be with her. gosh - nostalgia.
posted by 儒 @ 18:52
2 Comments:
omigosh - you bring the memories flooding back!
What was the name of that french guy? I vaguely remember his face, and I remember playing pool with him and frente's album was playing in the background ... but his name eludes me.
can't remember his name (nor his face) at the moment but i remember he was from Marseille. was his name Guy? or something that starts with D or L??
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