Could you imagine loving a record so much that every time you went to your bedroom to riff really, really hard you wanted to remind yourself of why?
I can’t.
But, I am old. Probably older than the dude that paid to have this done. At least I hope so. I have been wrong before.
Honestly, this guitar has me embarrassed. I love Obituary but right now I have that empathetic embarrassment that is reserved for when you see a retarded kid trip and bust open his lip on the sidewalk. Sure, you laugh, but you feel bad for laughing, because you are so close to being that retarded kid its scary.
