SHIRK studios

‘Tis the season for strumming by the tree. This is my very first guitar, a late-70’s FG-331. My mom bought it for me for $60 used through a classified ad in the in 1983. (Thanks, Mom) From a collector standpoint, it’s nothing remarkable but it’s special to me. It sent me on a journey... one I’m still on. I left it at my parents’ house for the past 30 years so I had something to play when I visited. Last year I decided to bring it back to my home. It gets plenty of use and still plays great. The dent on the back corner reminds me of my youth and what a little s**t I was sometimes. In 5th or 6th grade my interest in acoustic guitar was waning and my Mom was pestering me to practice before my lesson after school. I hadn’t practiced all week. In a fit I threw the guitar down against a chair or something and the binding and sidewall suffered a nasty little blow. I felt pretty bad and I don’t think I’ve ever intentionally mistreated an instrument since. I’ll probably never repair it, just as a reminder. I keep most of my acoustics in their cases, but this one stays on the wall, ready for action. I hope my kids pick it up someday (and don’t throw it against a chair)

Favorite “I don’t want to think about it and just have it sound good” comp. .