There is a legend in the south, it is said that if a guitarist goes to the crossroads at midnight the Devil will come and offer to tune their guitar. This will make them the greatest player in the world, but there's a catch, in return the Devil demands your soul.
One day, a young man named Aaron heard this story and decided that he wanted to find out if it was true. So, at midnight one stormy eve he went down to the crossroads and waited. Fear filled his heart as every time the lighting flashed and the thunder rolled, he swore he could hear the voice of Ozzie Osbourne screaming in the distance. "Sharon...Sharon!" Finally, the Devil appeared in the form of Weird Al Yankovic playing an accordion that blazed with fire. "What do you want?" cried Al. "I'm busy writing a Beyonce parody!"
"I want to be the best guitar player there is!" cried the trembling youth.
"Very well" the Devil/Al said, "But you must give me your soul in return and you must agree to play nothing but Heavy Metal music the rest of your days. This worried Aaron, for all his life he had been devoted to reviving Folk music to it's former glory. He knew all the songs of Peter, Paul, and Mary. He could play any Buffy Saint Marie song at a moments notice. He had transcribed all of Pete Seeger banjo tunes for guitar. So he said, " I don't know if I like that idea." " I'm afraid it's part of the deal", Al said "But, I tell you what, I'll also make you a great song writer."
Now that last part interested Aaron, but he wasn't quite convinced he wanted the deal. "I still don't know for sure." he mumbled. "How about if you also give me the best hair on the west coast." " That's asking a lot" the Devil complained. "I'd have to outdo George Hamilton. Tell you what, how about the best hair in all of Washington?" "It's a Deal" said Aaron.
"By the way" said the Devil, "That's a mighty fine guitar you've got there. Where did you get it?" "It's from a place I work at now" said Aaron, "It's called a Warmoth." "I'll have to look into them," said Al "I'm stuck with this crappy Daisy Rock Tele, that Keith Richards pawned off on me."
And the rest is history..........
Okay, we got the neck holes countersunk and the heel contoured. Mostly contoured anyway:
And a tummy tuck done to this point. I'm not going to make it as big as Fender does. A little more subtle.
And the beat goes on..... :headbang: