The drums are my confession booth.
The bass is my wine.
The guitar is my witch's broomstick.
My first electric guitar was named No Name.
It was a Rok Axe.
A generic guitar from 125th street.
A great way to start.
Like a basic Stratocaster.
Jenneia Carter (Carterbelle!) gave me her Hello Kitty Fender.
And I went STUPID with it.
"I'm Good (Bret Hard)" was her big mainstream debut.
When I lost my house, I lost Darling Nikki (the Hello Kitty Fender).
My mom gave me an acousticelectric Hybrid.
I named her Christina (miss ya, Teenie!) and... was reserved about playing her at first.
I was using her as an MPC.
When I moved back to NYC in 2018, I played her NON STOP.
Until she died.
Acoustic guitars have life, and they can die when overplayed.
While living at VSDiamond's, I bought a Davison guitar.
Named J*Davey (after the Neo-Soul band).
I went to Baltimore with it.
And yes, I used her as an MPC.
We rode oooouuuuuuuuuuttttttttttt.
I recorded Two: Symphony of the Damned (album) and CHSonicBrain (Funkadelic "Maggotbrain" cover) with her.
When I came back to NYC this time, she flew off into the distance.
When fucked good and right, electric guitars fly off like a broomstick.
Swear for God.
I currently am looking for an all-Black Fender Stratocaster.
That is my guitar of choice.
Davison (J*Davey) was AWESOME.
But I go interstellar with a Fender Strat.
If someone could be so awesome and get me one, or give me theirs, I'll be forever grateful.
I miss shredding.
I have an Arturia MiniLab that I can plug-and-play, so I'm good with keys.
And if anything should happen to Artie, I play keys using the keyboard on the MacBook.
I miss you, J*Davey.
I hope you know I loved you at first sight.
I hope all is well, Darling Nikki.
And No Name, thank you.
Special shout out to Matthew Anderson's old guitar.
I had a BLAST workin' YOU out.
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