Basauri
Diamonds x Guitars deal with Paul
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- Feb 15, 2016
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Good morning,
I'm jumping back into the forum after being away from the guitar world for a few years. I went through some frustrating live playing experiences and, honestly, I just gave up. I quit.
But in 2022, I had a kid—and that’s really sparked a desire in me to pass on a love for music and the guitar. It’s made me reconnect with the instrument in a totally different way.
I’m 46 now and I started playing guitar about 20 years ago, though I’ve had two major breaks during that time—each around 3 years (including this latest one).
I’ve always been a bit of a perfectionist, not a fan of wasting time. So pretty early on, playing guitar stopped being fun and turned into this constant grind of chasing flawless technique and total fretboard mastery. It became more of a discipline than a joy—an impossible goal that just led me to push myself harder and harder.
As my income improved over the years, I started collecting high-end guitars—Gibson Reissues, Fender Custom Shop, ESP… all driven by hype, media standards, and the fantasy of becoming a guitar hero like the legends we admire.
That chase for perfection eventually brought me to PRS. I found in their guitars not just flawless craftsmanship, but an overall design focused on player comfort and tone. I got hooked. So much so that I even flew all the way from Spain to attend the 2016 PRS Experience -to visit the factory, meet Paul, see the process and the magic behind it all—and meet some of you, too.
Long story short—a few years ago I quit again, and now that I’m picking the guitar back up, I’m trying to do it in a more practical, personal way—letting go of trends, idols, and all the noise. Just focusing on what feels good and sounds good to me.
Funny enough, the first guitars I gravitated to this time were the Gibson Reissues and a 335. The PRSs didn’t call to me. I didn’t feel that spark when playing them. It’s like, “If I had to choose one guitar to play for the rest of my life—it’d be the Les Paul.” And part of me even feels like I wasted my “PRS era.”
That said, as I’m relearning things (and wow, you really do forget more than you’d like after 3 years off), I’m starting to notice flaws in the LPs that make certain things hard to play—chords up high on the neck are tricky because of the chunky heel around the 15th fret, plus the weight and thick body aren’t exactly ergonomic. Low frets don’t help either...
So, I’ve been pulling the PRSs out of the case and noticing things I used to overlook because I was centered in the bling bling—little design choices that now make a huge difference. They play effortlessly. Smooth, comfortable. And I think, “Paul nailed it from day one.”
And yet—I still don’t feel passionate about playing them. I’m not in love.
My brain tells me they’ll help me play better, learn faster, fix bad habits more easily. I know they’d make it easier to teach my son, too. But something in my head keeps blocking that connection. I keep reaching for the Gibsons even though they’re not as comfortable. They give me this weird false sense of security—like, “Yeah, maybe they’re harder to play, but hey—it’s a Gibson. All your heroes played one. That must mean something.”
Sorry for the long and personal rant, but I feel like this is the right place to let it out.
Have any of you gone through something similar? Got any advice for how to break through those mental blocks and just enjoy the instrument for what it is?
Thanks, everyone.
I'm jumping back into the forum after being away from the guitar world for a few years. I went through some frustrating live playing experiences and, honestly, I just gave up. I quit.
But in 2022, I had a kid—and that’s really sparked a desire in me to pass on a love for music and the guitar. It’s made me reconnect with the instrument in a totally different way.
I’m 46 now and I started playing guitar about 20 years ago, though I’ve had two major breaks during that time—each around 3 years (including this latest one).
I’ve always been a bit of a perfectionist, not a fan of wasting time. So pretty early on, playing guitar stopped being fun and turned into this constant grind of chasing flawless technique and total fretboard mastery. It became more of a discipline than a joy—an impossible goal that just led me to push myself harder and harder.
As my income improved over the years, I started collecting high-end guitars—Gibson Reissues, Fender Custom Shop, ESP… all driven by hype, media standards, and the fantasy of becoming a guitar hero like the legends we admire.
That chase for perfection eventually brought me to PRS. I found in their guitars not just flawless craftsmanship, but an overall design focused on player comfort and tone. I got hooked. So much so that I even flew all the way from Spain to attend the 2016 PRS Experience -to visit the factory, meet Paul, see the process and the magic behind it all—and meet some of you, too.
Long story short—a few years ago I quit again, and now that I’m picking the guitar back up, I’m trying to do it in a more practical, personal way—letting go of trends, idols, and all the noise. Just focusing on what feels good and sounds good to me.
Funny enough, the first guitars I gravitated to this time were the Gibson Reissues and a 335. The PRSs didn’t call to me. I didn’t feel that spark when playing them. It’s like, “If I had to choose one guitar to play for the rest of my life—it’d be the Les Paul.” And part of me even feels like I wasted my “PRS era.”
That said, as I’m relearning things (and wow, you really do forget more than you’d like after 3 years off), I’m starting to notice flaws in the LPs that make certain things hard to play—chords up high on the neck are tricky because of the chunky heel around the 15th fret, plus the weight and thick body aren’t exactly ergonomic. Low frets don’t help either...
So, I’ve been pulling the PRSs out of the case and noticing things I used to overlook because I was centered in the bling bling—little design choices that now make a huge difference. They play effortlessly. Smooth, comfortable. And I think, “Paul nailed it from day one.”
And yet—I still don’t feel passionate about playing them. I’m not in love.
My brain tells me they’ll help me play better, learn faster, fix bad habits more easily. I know they’d make it easier to teach my son, too. But something in my head keeps blocking that connection. I keep reaching for the Gibsons even though they’re not as comfortable. They give me this weird false sense of security—like, “Yeah, maybe they’re harder to play, but hey—it’s a Gibson. All your heroes played one. That must mean something.”
Sorry for the long and personal rant, but I feel like this is the right place to let it out.
Have any of you gone through something similar? Got any advice for how to break through those mental blocks and just enjoy the instrument for what it is?
Thanks, everyone.