So really, all in all, I think pulling the bubble wrap of a brand spankin' new Harmony six string guitar may have had something to do with all of this.
My twin brother Jeff and I got that guitar, delivered in a big assed box by the postman, by selling Christmas cards door to door for a whole summer when we were about 14 years old. At the same time my dad had just bought a Sears tin stereo record player that replaced the 45 player we had used prior. Dad put a Johnny Cash record on and played I Walk the Line saying, " This is what guitar is supposed to sound like". (I guess he didn't appreciate Jimmy Page very much!) I have no idea how we did it but we managed to tune that thing to the record using some 5th fret idea we had heard of before. Well it worked. That guitar played, the chord charts worked, and I played my first G.
That was 1974 and I was hooked. I sang into tape players trying to sound like America. I played Cash songs trading off with my brother. Somewhere along the way a few more guitars showed up and we were playing in earnest. My beloved old Alvarez came along a couple years later.
Ahhh the Alvarez....I smile even thinking about it...
I still play it and always will. Really, I'm its human more than it's my guitar. It saw me through many gigs at school, and many bar scenes and club shows that I can barely recall now. It saved my heartaches by it's great sound and soon I was writing my youthful pains away.
I wish I had saved everything I wrote in those days and in the years leading up to this project, but many pieces written were tossed away like excess ballast. Some survived the haze of yesteryear and have been reborn, others are in the process of untangling themselves from the deep recesses of my memory. The important thing is that the old Alvarez taught me how to write and play ( such as it is). I have a few more great guitars now but some how the old Alvarez has become the Harmony. The old Harmony may still be in an attic somewhere, I don't know.
It took 20 years, but I somehow got here. To explain it would take years and beers and tears. I married the best girl (who pushed me along with this), met a great friend who got me off my ass, and Landing in Ashland has arrived. I was pushed into writing this little introduction to me, and I'm sure Rob is going to add to it. I don't like writing and talking about myself in this kind of forum. For you reading this, Landing is the best autobiography I can provide to you The album captures many moods, many era's, and many adventures I've had before finally bringing it all together on a 5 inch piece of plastic. I really hope you get as much enjoyment listening to it as I have had writing and playing it.
Mark