This is my 13 year old son who’s become quite the guitar player (considering his age). Better then me by the time I was 18 anyhow. Here he is playing my guitar. He keeps hinting to me how much he likes it. Nu-uh, I don’t think so buddy-boy.
This is my ’57 replica, circa ’83 with Texas Special pickups and a gold anodized pickgard. Well played, well loved.