squirrel211
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I was the same way with my PRS until my kid/dog/wife gouged the neck, and a bandmate knocked it off its stand post-show. Now I just play it, and love making music with it! It still kicks ass.
Yeah, I can pretty much put up with all that, except for the dings. I'm with you Les, on this one!There was an article in Wired about how we human beings are basically covered in bacteria and slime, to the point where we each have a cloud of gas and bacteria that goes everywhere we go that's as unique as DNA. The Wired article says that they think that criminals could be ID'd as being at a crime scene simply from their bacteria signature that's left behind.
And that's if no one farts, which adds to the gas cloud with one's inner bacteria.
Anyway, since we're all basically covered in this disgusting filth and trailing it along with us, it's awfully difficult to keep a guitar pristine even if we don't ding it.
Simply pick the darn thing up, and we've irreparably slimed it.
It was slimed at the factory by the folks that built it, it was slimed at the store if the case was so much as opened to look at it, and we slime 'em when we handle 'em.
So I am giving up on this whole "pristine guitar" concept. The alternative is putting the guitar in a decontamination chamber of some kind and keeping it there. Expose it to the air, touch at it while not wearing a hazmat suit, and you've exposed it to pretty much every disgusting thing known to mankind.
Then again, I still don't like dings very much.
Ok, so to paraphrase, don't fart on your guitar. Insightful, my dear Les. Insightful.There was an article in Wired about how we human beings are basically covered in bacteria and slime, to the point where we each have a cloud of gas and bacteria that goes everywhere we go that's as unique as DNA. The Wired article says that they think that criminals could be ID'd as being at a crime scene simply from their bacteria signature that's left behind.
And that's if no one farts, which adds to the gas cloud with one's inner bacteria.
Anyway, since we're all basically covered in this disgusting filth and trailing it along with us, it's awfully difficult to keep a guitar pristine even if we don't ding it.
Simply pick the darn thing up, and we've irreparably slimed it.
It was slimed at the factory by the folks that built it, it was slimed at the store if the case was so much as opened to look at it, and we slime 'em when we handle 'em.
So I am giving up on this whole "pristine guitar" concept. The alternative is putting the guitar in a decontamination chamber of some kind and keeping it there. Expose it to the air, touch at it while not wearing a hazmat suit, and you've exposed it to pretty much every disgusting thing known to mankind.
Then again, I still don't like dings very much.
Ok, so to paraphrase, don't fart on your guitar. Insightful, my dear Les. Insightful.
Anyway, since we're all basically covered in this disgusting filth
Why does all that gas and bacteria need to be characterized as "disgusting filth"?
I'm ready to go all Howard Hughes on the world.
Why does all that gas and bacteria need to be characterized as "disgusting filth"?
Maybe that stuff is the predominant life form on this planet, and we're just here to carry it from place to place. Maybe it's US that are the disgusting filth.
I have a few purdy PRSi. I play them just like my low end guitars. I keep fairly new strings on them but that's about it. I don't wipe them down after every practice. I don't polish off the fingerprints. Neither do I go all Pete Townshend on them, but they don't get super special treatment. I've gig'd my Artist Package Cu24. It's a tool. It's a pretty tool, but it's still a tool.
Quite to the contrary. We raised two boys and one of their nicknames was germ-bags. This was clearly an inaccurate statement from the perspective of content, however, I was right on the money. Any sniffle or sneeze they acquired at school ended up being diphtheria or bubonic plague for me and Mrs. B. Very annoying. Little did I know I was on the way to being the next Jonas Salk. Career path mistakes can be so clear in retrospect.C'mon, you had very little idea that you were walking around all day, every day, as is everyone else, in your own, custom-tailored bacteria cloud.
So I picture us walking around with Pigpen-like ecosystems following us. Is that a better paraphrase?
Yup.
The said article I mentioned about our disgusting filth also stated: between our bacteria clouds and our innards, our body cells are actually outnumbered by the bacteria we schlep around.