Peen Simmons
Let’s Get Obtuse!
So, I was CONVINCED that the time had come for me to own another electric 12. I was feeling the pull of something new and feeling put off by some of the stuff I had so I figured I’d move some stuff around and get me a 12 string.
And then I made the mistake of poking around the shops and playing some stuff randomly.
I played a couple roadworn teles that I really liked (wtf?) but I have a t-type I dig. Also really liked the 50s Baja.
And then I played a Rev Corgan for shits and giggles and got into that.
And every single HH guitar I play sounds like pure liquid candy (which is weird because I tend to prefer singles).
So, in short, I sold a bunch of shit to buy a 12 string and now I don’t know what I want. Except I know I don’t want a big hollow Gretsch—I mean, I think I want one when I let my eyes to the choosing, but I hate playing em.
This must be how mystixboi feels every hour of every day.
And then I made the mistake of poking around the shops and playing some stuff randomly.
I played a couple roadworn teles that I really liked (wtf?) but I have a t-type I dig. Also really liked the 50s Baja.
And then I played a Rev Corgan for shits and giggles and got into that.
And every single HH guitar I play sounds like pure liquid candy (which is weird because I tend to prefer singles).
So, in short, I sold a bunch of shit to buy a 12 string and now I don’t know what I want. Except I know I don’t want a big hollow Gretsch—I mean, I think I want one when I let my eyes to the choosing, but I hate playing em.
This must be how mystixboi feels every hour of every day.
