A couple of years ago the wonderhub decided to take guitar lessons. He played in bands when he was a kid and thought that it would be fun. He has a wonderful teacher who is really talented and they have worked their way through a smogesboard of musical genres, from Gypsy Jazz, Classical, Rock, you name it, they've played it. And I have to say, there is something very nourishing about being in a house with music.
And the Wonderhub doesn't do anything by halves, he started building guitars. He done a bunch now, all different, a steel string, a classical (for me) an electric, a twelve string, a tenor uke (for me!) and now he's working on another electric and a mandocello.
Yesterday, there was a guitar show at the fairgrounds so we wandered over and looked around. We only saw a couple of classicals, which I find droolworthy, but it was great fun. The people watching was something else too, mostly older guys in their fifties and sixties, musicians in trilbies or with thinning long hair. Sadly, there weren't a lot of younger folks there, except one teenage girl who had bought an electric guitar and was clutching it like it was the Shroud of Turin. Gives one hope. :-)
|Country western guitars...|
|Lovely, old amps|
|The color scheme for the hub's next project|
|Wonderful wood and bindings.|
Lean your body forward slightly to support the guitar against your chest, for the poetry of the music should resound in your heart. ~ Andres Segovia