Consider it an adventure.
As the sun rose over New Delhi, Mystic was still shrouded in darkness as I narrowly negotiated my way through the sage underpinnings. Serpentine-like agility was needed here. Years of practice, bought and paid for, allowed the pebble to be taken from the hand of the master. Who knew then that negotiating could be so easy? Love has always been the key and can never be underestimated. But the misstep had been taken and the original had flown—out of hand but not out of mind. The weighty wait still loomed large and would linger on for a time long after dinner was ready.
Calling on new creation from the swamp ashes of the old and alder of the new, ideas sprang like freshly opened cans of Brazilian rosewood coffee, awaking the senses as morning promises the day begin again. And coming to such after only a short time, it would now be made manifest in “S” form by a firm only 10 miles from the shoreline gold. Perhaps apropos since separating the blue from the brown was sage itself, hiding in plain sight upon the hills.
Coincident or no, his first name became him the same but of no matter or concern would it be for all are treated as such whether arrayed in formal attire or residing in the casual corners of creation. Which is more valid can only be told by how and not what. I try to remember that.
Now the port offers a safe haven of customary aspects where spider-like negations become commonplace for free flowing, uncomplicated complications whirling almost feverishly into an understandable universal communicational soup. Except for the black holes acting as sign waves, photons rebound with energy. No one will have to stop and ask for directions today. A smile crossed his lips for it was an undeniable pleasure.
Night can be no darker and black can be no blacker, or can it? But the humdrum will be hidden from earshot incorporating all aspects camouflaged and involving all cardinals of the rose. They were delighted to be included on such a quest, robes flowing in the breeze. On purpose or for ascetics alone no one can know for sure, but the song does remain the same and intact.
Compliments may get you somewhere but modal soloing is still debatable. What would Bach do? What would Tom (either one) do? But mostly what would you do if you were asked to send it over. Play one of course. There is no other piece of peace so effective.
It is not for you to ask why, or me either for that matter. It is enough just to know that it may have been the dare or a challenge or rather a quest that sprung forth first from the archives of Jesse annals and the pinpointed-ness of Tom’s (ours of course) focused mind.
Namaste! That means Happy Playing to you—and everyone, everywhere.
• MODEL: – The Classic
• FINISH: – Sage Green Metallic
• BODY WOOD: – Alder
• BODY WOOD BACK COLOR: – same
• NECK WOOD: – Maple
• HEADSTOCK COLOR: – Natural Satin
• NECK BACK FINISH: – Natural Satin
• NECK BACKSHAPE: – T/A Standard
• NUT WIDTH: – 1 11/16-inch
• SCALE LENGTH: – 25 1/2-inch
• FRETS: – Heavy—Exclusive Anderson Stainless Steel
• BRIDGE: – Fixed Bridge
• TUNING GEAR: – Split Shaft
• HARDWARE COLOR: – Chrome
• PICKGUARD: – Black
• NECK PICKUP: – SD1
• MIDDLE PICKUP: – SD1R
• BRIDGE PICKUP: – SD2+
• SWITCHING: – 5-Way with Add-Bridge Push/Pull—hum canceling always engaged—for 7 Sounds
• PICKUP COVERS: – N/A
• PICKUP RINGS: – N/A
• STRING GAUGE REQUESTED: – .010-.046 Elixir® with NANOWEB® Coating
• DESTINATION/LOCATION: – Alpha Audio/Mystic Connecticut