She is my brand new custom Elliott, Peter Stroud Signature, Tone Master guitar.
There’s something about hearing a new tone, and feeling new vibration in your arms that cause the creative juices to move. This morning when I picked her up for a few minutes I swear I could hear a hundred songs in her. Ideas wouldn’t leave me alone. With me, it’s “feast or famine” when it comes to writing. I’m either working on 10 ideas or I’ve got nothing at all. This morning the 10 ideas showed up. Hopefully, I’ll have time to sit down and catch one.
I can’t help thinking, did the songs existed in her when she looked like this, just six weeks ago?