My Nephew Smashed My 8000 Dollar Gibson Guitar And My Family Expected Me To Forgive Him

something different. He handed me a Martin D-28 instead. Bright tone, clean cut through a mix. I played a few chords and it sounded different. Not better, not worse. Just different. Less warmth, more clarity. Thirty five hundred dollars. I’ll take it, I said.

That night I brought the Martin to my studio and played for two hours, adjusting to the new continue reading …