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That Boy Took My Love Away. . .

This model of acoustic steel string by Ibanez is on the way to Stollen Central!

A completely unrelated post here, but I'm excited.  At the end of the month when he celebrates his 5th birthday, the Young Master will receive a guitar like the one above from Ol' Dad.  Like many children, he loves music, often requesting Diana Krall for suppertime listening when we sit down at the table together.  Sting, Peter, Paul, and Mary,  and The Beatles are among his other favorites, and he enjoys listening to me play the guitar on rare occasion.  Yours truly first received a guitar on the day I celebrated my own 5th birthday way back in 1971, and it seems like a sound idea to continue the tradition.  I think he'll be thrilled when he unwraps it.  For my part, I'll certainly be thrilled to present a guitar to the Young Master on the big day.

-- Stokes

Comments

Rob Young said…
Good tradition to keep up/start. One of my own major regrets is that I never learned to play a musical instrument.
3:26 PM
Matt said…
I am sure he'll love it. Sadly my musical talent stretches to turning the radio on!
3:27 PM
Der Alte Fritz said…
Nice tradition to continue, just like Dad. :)
10:42 PM
Peter Douglas said…
Great gift idea! I am sure he'll love it.

Cheers
PD
11:02 PM
Steve-the-Wargamer said…
I can only imagine your level of relief that the tradition didn't call for a trumpet, a full drum set, or horror of horrors, a violin... :o)
6:16 AM
guy said…
Good move. Regretfully I have zero musical talent but elder daughter played the trumpet. This led to being in lots of school bands/concerts etc and even my father who can be a curmudgeonly old so and so at times was mighty impressed when she played the last post on remembrance day.

Some years ago I went to a tiny concert with a Spaniard playing classical guitar. A v memorable evening.

Regards,
Guy
9:59 AM
Martin said…
I hope you both enjoy the gift. Remember, though, when he's practicing, it could have been worse...you could have given him a bagpipe or a Peruvian Nose Flute!
7:38 PM
Andy McMaster said…
An excellent gift! I hope he truly enjoys it and you get to play together.
Sadly I have to dust my guitar whenever I pick it up... :(

A
9:02 AM
Prince Lupus said…
The love of music is a gift for life. Five already - time flies.

I have to agree with Diana Krall for dinner!
2:34 PM
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