zed wrote:monkey man wrote:I dream about havin' a guitar for 28 years, and the hobbit just hobbles out and buys... two.
You know what, Mr Monkey? Life is too short. If you've been dreaming about having one of these delicious guitars for 28 years then it is high time that you treated yourself. It'll cost you a few shiney pennies, but you will love playing with it for years to come. You don't have to abstain from everything, you know!

Well, I wouldn't say I just "hobbied out" for this-- it was many years in the making. I've peeked into guitar shops my entire life wishing and coveting until it was too excrutiating an experience to endure. February, 1964 revealed Paul's Hofner as an iconic instrument (I was born a lefty, but how/why I was forced to right-handedness is a long, sad, politically incorrect story I'll withhold for now). I was convinced that I wanted to play bass. But later, "A Hard Day's Night" was on network television-- (you remember network television, don't you? That was well before the days of You Tube, TiVo and the VCR).
It was then that Harrison's Ricky 360-12 undid me. That SOUND just blew me away-- and the segment on the train in the baggage hold with the Lads singing "I Should Have Known Better" was the most revealing and up close view I'd had of Harrison's Ricky in action. I was hooked.
Years later, I finally got my first "plectral instrument" in 5th grade-- a plastic ukelele with Casper The Friendly Ghost printed all over it. This dime store gift was accepted graciously but with immense sadness, to say the least. Within 8 weeks, I'd won my first talent show playing it, fwiw.
It wasn't until about the time the Beatles disbanded that a $15 strat-ish knockoff (a bad one at that) was had from a pawn shop. Later on, maybe high school or so, I found a Silvertone at the same pawn shop for about $20 that looked as much like a hybrid 360/Casino as I could find or afford. The name plate and pick guard fell off within a week, and within a year the entire neck had warped beyond repair. That was the end of my guitar pursuits.
The journey was ugly and futile. Guitars were borrowed or rented in the interim.... or avoided altogether.
About 9 years ago, I found an Epiphone Les Paul knockoff for about $99-- it was a 3/4 neck which sat in the store for two years. Five years ago, I happened upon a sale which resulted in a Gretsch Duo Jet for about $300. Not exactly Harrison's Country Gent, but a far cry from that miserable Silvertone-- and it was a genuine Gretsch.
So along comes Fab Four plugin and, as usual, the talk turns to there being no substitute for playing the real thing. If you (dare) look back over the posts since January, plans were in place early on to tuck away funds for a starter Beatle collection of guitars-- but to be honest, it was when DP fell apart on me back in April that my energies went full throttle at last. In fact, in one or more posts on this very thread around late July or August, I pledged that October would be Ricky month.... and thus it was.
(Come to think of it, I'd started a thread in the OT forum "Calling All Guitarists" at the beginning of May with veiled allusions to major plans in progress in guitar world...
http://www.motunation.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=20905)
I snooped around until I found stores that carried a few Rickies, but one store in particular in Portland, Oregon carried more than most. Of about 1000 guitars in stock, 8 were Rickies, and this very week everything was half price with no sales tax.
I actually bought the Casino first (hadn't planned on it, but it is a GEM of an instrument). I couldn't decide on which Ricky until I'd had a night's sleep to consider it further. I wanted the Lennon 325/350 model in the worst way, but the price was way over the top for me. There were no Harrison original 360's at all, and the only Fireglo in stock was the 330. I'd not seen one in person ever. I'd actually decided to put off the Ricky purchase until later, but knowing that Rickenbacker has a minimum 18 month wait for special orders, it was now or never.
43 years, Nicky. 43 agonizing years. Mind, the piano has been very good to me in all that time and has been central to my survival as a musician. But for over two-score years the burning and itching had only one effective prescription. This very week, I was finally healed.
Replacing strings is going to be a lot easier than replacing RAM or hard drives... and a LOT more fun, too!
