I do love the Road Case section of the old Justin Guitar Forum. I love the stories, the journey, the gear. So I shall be migrating my Road Case updates over to this new Community Platform. If you read it all before, just ignore all the history. If you are new and enjoy hearing other people’s stories, well here’s mine
#1 Discovering a love of music
Before the dream to play the guitar was born, came the love of music. So I decided to start my Road Case there … I guess a bit self indulgent as a novice … if I was Keith Richards people would be interested and one might make a documentary … oh yes, he did … Under the Influence which is worth a watch. Be that as it may, my story begins at age 8, living in Rickmansworth, England, the year was 1974.
The first song I remember loving was ABBA’s Waterloo. I taped it off the TV to play on a small red cassette player. Closely followed by Paper Lace’s The Night Chicago Died and Spark’s This Town Ain’t Big Enough For the Both of Us.
And just as TV’s Top of the Pops show became interesting, the family emigrated to South Africa, where there was no TV at all.
Music remained big as I became old enough to be entertained by my parents and their record collection, mostly jazz with a little folk. I remember Cleo Laine as a favourite, guitarists like Ike Isaacs and Tal Farlow, big band of Benny Goodman (with Charlie Christian), Oscar Peterson, Modern Jazz Quartet and Django Reinhardt with Stephane Grapelli and the Hot Club of France. And among all this … The Beatles … the Red and Blue double album compilations. Plus the local radio station.
A chance conversation with a school mate midway through high school led to him making me cassettes of things he felt I really ought to listen to. I still remember those first cassettes … Fleetwood Mac Rumours, Supertramp Breakfast in America, Pink Floyd The Wall, Queen Night At the Opera, Jethro Tull Songs From The Wood.
Eventually my mother tired of the terrible quality and so the first vinyl LPs were acquired … along with me being given license to use the HI-FI. Night At The Opera was the first and somehow, I forget, Deep Purple Made In Japan the second.
By the time I went away to university I had a small tape collection. There I shared a room with a fellow who had an enormous (at least 100, seemed enormous) collection. The next year I had my own room and he got a new room mate … who had a guitar, played the harmonica at the same time etc etc etc. I loved to listen and watch but no desire yet …
And that’s enough for now …