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I started playing guitar in the 80's...
My Uncle Mike, who was one of the reasons I started playing, started playing in the 60's...
One thing we had in common was a love for Boyd Music on 12th street. (Mike took me to Boyd's the first time in 1985)
Yeah, we had Stonehenge and Dickson and other smaller music store around back then (remember, this was Pre-Guitar Center days) ... But Boyd Music was the best and coolest store around.
Every time I visited his store, it seems he gave me a pick to use when I tried out the guitars. Being an "always broke" teenager, free picks was like manna. I still have several of those "Did you hug your guitar today" picks.
I bought my first pedal from Boyd's, an Ibanez chorus pedal (which Brian Goins is using to this day - I can't get it back from him).
My first "real" guitar - Yep - came from Boyd's - A Miko strat copy with maple neck, two single coils and a humbucker.
Needless to say, I have many fond memories of Mr. Boyd's store and staff from back in the day.
Well, a few weeks ago, Mr. Boyd stops by to talk with Bryon Knight. Next thing you know, Mr. Boyd is now helping Bryon string and setup guitars every Tuesday and Thursday.
I'm in HEAVEN !!!
Tuesday and Thursday are my favorite days now. I go in and get to talk to a legend. He is an encyclopedia of musical knowledge (I just learned from him that musicians aren't too bright when it comes to patenting their inventions - Ask him about Rickenbaker). Plus, he is good to bounce a business idea or two off of. He has a little experience in the biz...
If you haven't seen Mr. Boyd in a while, come by and visit.
I started playing guitar in the 80's...
My Uncle Mike, who was one of the reasons I started playing, started playing in the 60's...
One thing we had in common was a love for Boyd Music on 12th street. (Mike took me to Boyd's the first time in 1985)
Yeah, we had Stonehenge and Dickson and other smaller music store around back then (remember, this was Pre-Guitar Center days) ... But Boyd Music was the best and coolest store around.
Every time I visited his store, it seems he gave me a pick to use when I tried out the guitars. Being an "always broke" teenager, free picks was like manna. I still have several of those "Did you hug your guitar today" picks.
I bought my first pedal from Boyd's, an Ibanez chorus pedal (which Brian Goins is using to this day - I can't get it back from him).
My first "real" guitar - Yep - came from Boyd's - A Miko strat copy with maple neck, two single coils and a humbucker.
Needless to say, I have many fond memories of Mr. Boyd's store and staff from back in the day.
Well, a few weeks ago, Mr. Boyd stops by to talk with Bryon Knight. Next thing you know, Mr. Boyd is now helping Bryon string and setup guitars every Tuesday and Thursday.
I'm in HEAVEN !!!
Tuesday and Thursday are my favorite days now. I go in and get to talk to a legend. He is an encyclopedia of musical knowledge (I just learned from him that musicians aren't too bright when it comes to patenting their inventions - Ask him about Rickenbaker). Plus, he is good to bounce a business idea or two off of. He has a little experience in the biz...
If you haven't seen Mr. Boyd in a while, come by and visit.
Indeed Bob is a musical legend and gifted historian who has guided and assisted a lot of us over the years. Thus, I'll share my little tale of how I first met Bob and how he expanded my harmonica collection and brought home to me the concept/sound of "musical keys" to my otherwise tone-deaf ears.
Stepped into his store one day -- known for having the largest selection of harmonicas in town and went to trying out just about every harp, every manufacturer and key on the display case. Blowing one and then another soon a small stack of harmonicas took form on the case while confusion as to which one to buy brought about mental distress and confusion. Fortunately, Bob saved me from having a nervous breakdown -- "son, you looking to buy a lot of harmonicas?" "No, sir -- just one", I replied. Bob then looked down on me -- partially in pity, partially enthralled he was about to make a nice sell and said, "well I hate to break it to you this way, but if your lips touch it, you got to buy it". I looked at the stack of harmonicas -- red with embarassment as I should have known that in this day of HIV and HepB no one was going to want to buy a harp someone else has slobbered on -- and sad knowing I now had more harmonicas than I'd ever be able to use. But taking my stack of harmonicas home with me -- I now had one for every car, every pocket, every room in the house -- I found that my musical skills (of which I still have little) rose to the task of needing to wear out a stack of harmonicas. Twas truly a win:win and valuable lesson learned.
P.S. I noticed that the next time I went into to visit Bob, his harps were all behind glass. I'm thinkin' my ignorance had something to do with Bob moving his inventory where customers could not freely avail themselves.
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That's great. I'll mention this to him next time he's here.
Who else has a great Bob Boyd story they want to share?
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