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I played music back in the day. Nothing huge but we played every weekend and were known in the area. I went into a guitar shop to check out a Jackson and thinking I might actually buy one because we were doing so well. They put me into the “special” room with a Messa Boogie half stack and I went off. Look down out the pick guard and I had shredded a pick all over it in dust. Not completely, just not brand new.
I looked up and some kid around 8 or 9 looks up and me and says “you’re awesome!”. Still my favorite music moment. Even better than seeing a mosh pit while on stage.
I played music back in the day. Nothing huge but we played every weekend and were known in the area. I went into a guitar shop to check out a Jackson and thinking I might actually buy one because we were doing so well. They put me into the “special” room with a Messa Boogie half stack and I went off. Look down out the pick guard and I had shredded a pick all over it in dust. Not completely, just not brand new.
I looked up and some kid around 8 or 9 looks up and me and says “you’re awesome!”. Still my favorite music moment. Even better than seeing a mosh pit while on stage.