Something a little different for today. Many who have viewed my web page, along with the photos I have posted there and here on my blog over the years, have asked about my guitars. You may know I worked as a radio DJ (and consequently as a night club/disco DJ) for most of my adult life. As a result I've had the pleasure of working with and knowing many singers, musicians, and pop, rock and R&B/soul artists. Yes, life has been pretty good. I am also a big music fan and have a large, ever growing record collection. Then, at the tender age of 12, I picked up my first guitar and never looked back. So, for the many wonderful emails inquiring about the guitars that often accompany my pics, here is a peek inside my humble collection.
Not quite where it all began, but close. After a couple of starter guitars, I purchased my first 'good' guitar 1965. The Yamaha on the right (Amy) is an FG-180 original Red Label. The convoluted serial number systems points to this being one of the first 300 made. I know this for a fact as I was working in a music shop in 1965 and bought her a week after the Yamaha piano rep dropped her off.
On the left (Angela) is a 1968 Yamaha FG-230 12 string original Red Label, Amy's twin sister. Both ladies are all original, in excellent condition, never having been refinished or rebuilt, and like any fine instrument, play and sound better than new.
Behind them is an original '80s Rickenbacker amp.
Say hello to Emily, the forever love of my life. Emily came to me longer ago than either of us care to recall. And, like Amy, we have been through and seen more than anyone should be permitted. Emily is an all original, never touched, refinished, rebuilt, or messed with in any way, 1956 Gretsch Country Club. She comes, as with Amy and Angela, in her original hard shell case, with case candy. The stories this elegant lady could tell! And before you jump on the email, at this point in time none of my guitars are for sale.
The old workhorse when I used to play regularly, here we have a very cool solid ash Fender Stratocaster. She was born in Mexico in the 80s, and owing to her solid ash construction is a bit of a heavy weight when it comes to Strats. Some of the best player guitars from Fender came from Mexico in the early/mid 80s, and she is no exception. I'll put her handling, tone and sound up against any American made Standard Stratocaster.
Every player needs, well, a player guitar, one they can grab up at a moments notice, know it will be in tune, sound great, and be able to handle whatever: an impromptu party, street corner busting, a trip to the beach, or just chillin' at home. I stumbled upon this great China made Fender Stratacoustic several years ago and haven't put her down since. Look close and you will see Fender scrolled on the head stock. This isn't the cheapo Squire models you see everywhere. They didn't make very many of the true Fender branded versions, and regardless of its China heritage, she plays and sounds like a champ, plugged in or on her own.
I had the pleasure of working with Chuck Berry several times. Way back in the 80s I hosted a stage show with him at the Houston Summit. It's funny, but working with celebs you don't look at them quite in the same light as a fan. They are just another person as yourself hoping to entertain and maybe make a buck in the process. After the show, Chuck told me that of all the times we'd worked together, I'd never once asked for a photo or an autograph. As you can see, he showed his appreciation in spades.
Yes, that is Buddy Holly's signature... well, sort of... they lifted his actual signature and placed it on this Les Paul clone (why a Les Paul I have no idea.) Just above Buddy's name are the actual autographs of Jerry Allison, Sonny Curtis, and Joe B Mauldin, the original Crickets. No, to my knowledge Buddy never played a Les Paul, but this is still one of my prized possessions. The three original Crickets signed a very limited number of items at the Surf Ballroom's Annual Memorial Party back around 1999 I believe, and signatures of the three together are fairly rare.
Just a peek at some of my favorite toys helping to keep me sane during these crazy shelter in place times we are living in. Hope you are managing well and have something to keep you from going crazy. If it's unusual, different, or just plain cool, drop me an email and maybe a pic about it.
Peace,
BJ
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Friday, May 2, 2014
Waiting For Calliope by BJ Neblett
Waiting
For Calliope
BJ
Neblett
©
2014
As a writer, it is always
interesting to me where and how we find inspiration. Waiting for Calliope to
return from a coffee break with her sisters can be frustrating. On the other
hand, one never knows when, or from which dark corner the muse may spring. The
last thing I expected Easter Sunday as I headed out for a stroll through the
Sunday Farmer’s Market and coffee at Starbucks was to return home with a fully
formed poem ready to be put to pen. And, as most writers will attest, once
bitten, the motivation is nearly impossible to ignore. Paraphrasing Stephen
King here, who was once asked why he writes: “… because not to is suicide.”
Recently though, I have discovered
the flip side of the creative process. It is every writer’s dream and desire to
be published. But how many realize, let alone understand, that once a piece is
unleashed into the public, it can, and often does, take on a life of its own?
Following Google stats is one way of tracking the popularity, as well as the
progress of one’s writings. A much more eye opening experience, however, can be
Googling one self.
Quote: BJ Neblett Photo: Unattributed
In the last few months, I have noticed, through Google Stats and other sources, a steep increase in blog readership in England. While new fans are always welcomed and appreciated, exactly where did these readers come from? What was the catalyst for being ‘discovered’ by the Brits? Google Stats, while informative and helpful, can take you only so far. Last week I Googled myself, something I do about once a month. (My publisher is a great advocate of ISO, Internet Search Optimization. His belief, and he is correct, is that the more presence your name has when searched for on the internet, the greater your reach as a writer). It is through regularly searching my name that I find the true extent of my humble words.
I have found many of my quotes cited
far across the net. My sage words have been used on sites as varied as Mama’s Health; Theo Fenraven Blog; Meetville, and Fanfiction. They have also been used to inspire and caption some
very beautiful, stirring and thought provoking photographs. The realization
that my simple scribbling has touched so many in so many different places, and
in so many different ways, is at once flattering and humbling. The recent surge
of my popularity in England is an interesting case in point.
Photo by David Baer
Surfing for my name in the endless
either of the internet, I stumbled upon an intriguing and entertaining site: Around The Tube In Eighty Posts.
Alphabetically. It is from tubeforlols on Wordpress. It seems one Sandy
Craig, blogging about his trips aboard the London Underground, discovered a
‘Thought For The Day’ posted in the Clapham North Station. The inspiring words,
posted so prominently to tens of thousands of London commuters were my own! Having
been properly cited, I can only imagine in my fertile writer’s imagination the
multitude of travel weary riders hastily scrolling the name BJ Neblett on a
scrap of paper, later to do their own internet search for the proprietor of
those words of wisdom. And not only did I receive some very public exposure,
Mr. Craig was kind enough to mention me in his wonderful blog. For your
enjoyment, I have included links to his page as well as many of the other
varied places I have found myself and my words.
Source: Capture-Shoot-Dream
And so it goes. Is the pen really
mightier than the spoken word? I spent the better part of my life as a radio
DJ. It is awesome to imagine that words I spoke could very well still be
traveling through space and time itself. Perhaps, someday, my voice,
introducing a Chuck Berry tune, will be the first surreptitious sounds received
by some distant alien culture. The advent of the internet has been both a boon
and a bane to mankind; a blessing and a burden. And it carries with it the same
far reaching abilities, responsibilities and consequences.
Haiku: BJ Neblett Photo: Unattributed
So, the next time you are waiting for Calliope, or Erato or one of their kin to whisper in your ear, think not only about the words you are about to write, but where those very same words may end up.
Peace,
BJ
Where in the world is BJ? Click the links to see!
Quotes & More:
Interviews:
Linking In Poetry Blogs:
Short Stories:
Several Short Stories: Short Story Me
Romance Magazine, eFiction Magazine & Books:
Books & Magazines: Amazon
Amazon Author Page:
Amazon Author Page
Romance Magazine, eFiction Magazine & Books:
Books & Magazines: Amazon
Amazon Author Page:
Amazon Author Page
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