RBA2 Dreadnought Acoustic Guitar
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randy saunders says:
I am not a guitarist. I am a young grandfather and drummer who has always dreamed of playing guitar. I have recently suffered several light strokes and am unable to work, so I cannot afford to buy a guitar. Maybe if I win this case, the Lord will allow me to win a guitar to fit it, and make my dream a reality.
Matt says:
God bless you! I really hope you win. i don’t need it so i didn’t enter.
Lance Allen says:
While riding the subway in London, just back from a gig near Wembley, a fella setting across from me, called out my name and talked about how he is a huge fan and that I was from Nashville and a youtube sensation in his town.. Well the joke was on me when I realized he was just reading my guitar case and what was written on it. Ha, he ended up kissing me on the cheek prior to exiting the sub. That was weird! I was kissed by a guy in front of my wife.
Marthe Hilde says:
Heya! I bet my reason is neither good or bad, I just think its kind of funny. Since, I got my acoustic guitar for my b-day, but I never really had enough money to buy a case since I need to pay for my rent and school (blah). And then, while getting drived up to my new apartment, without a guitar case, I thought it would be fine if I layed the guitar with lots of rope on top of my bed, which had nothing that could destroy it on top.
Of course, did the rope loos, and the guitar felled off, and it almost broke. This is why I need the case, because I don’t want my guitar to get more hurt, or more broken then. Its my soul and passion, and I’ve had it for 7 years now, and it still works, I just need to be more careful.
With love, Marthe!
Dave Kennedy says:
Ever since I picked up a guitar some 44 years ago my mother has been my biggest fan and my biggest critic… I still value her opinion and always play new stuff for her first… and she’s still quick to give compliments, complaints or constructive criticism that’s still spot on… everything from suiting my vocal range to playing ability…
Love you, Mom… Thanks for everything!
Rodger Reed says:
I was on my way home with my axe over my shoulder when I noticed a grizzled old man with a beat up dreadnaught draped across his lap. He looked up at me for a sec and looked backed down at his battle-scarred guitar and gently rubbed his hand over its worn finish. “Show me something o.g.” I said. “Don’t play ‘less I get paid” he replied. So I put 2 dollars in his cup and he played that raggedy guitar like it was a Stradivarius, and when he was done I wiped my eye and tipped my hat and thanked him for the lesson
bobby d says:
I was once on your in Italy, and we landed in Palermo Sicily to do a gig. A bunch of army looking guys with drug sniffing dogs saw us musicians and made a BEELINE straight for us. We got searched and questioned, and the officer who was searching my gigbag seemed very suspicious of my effects pedals. He kept holding my wah wah pedal and making it rock back and forth and asking me in broken English “what is this???”
I kept trying to explain it to him in very bad Italiano, but he didn’t understand. The language barrier got the best of me, and I grabbed the pedal in my hands, rocked it back and forth with my hand and made the “wacka wacka wacka” noise to try and show the officer what it did.
He immediately smiled and said “OH…….Porno!”
I laughed and said “Yes!…..Porno!”
They let us through, and I packed up my gigbag with my “Porno pedal” and never forgot that day
Lou Remondelli says:
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Duy Tran says:
I always wanted to play guitar. From the time I was a mere child. My grandpa bought me a toy guitar with a white palomino horse on it. I asked him “how do I play it” and he mimiced the sound of a “tres” a doubled-three-stringed guitar that is used in traditional Cuban music. I couldn’t figure it out but I tired.
Years and years later, I decided I’d learn guitar. Fell in love with a girl in college, or so I thought I was in love; what I “loved” was that she played guitar, the one thing I longed to do. She said to me “get a guitar and I’ll teach you”. I bought a used Guild D-44.
I’d seen Richie Havens in concert at the university I attended. I went back stage and asked him to show me his guitar. He is a very rhythmic player as I anticipated I would be and wanted a guitar that would take the same sort of beating. He had a Guild D-50. I searched the “BuyLines” and found somone selling a Guild. The guy had bought a Martin – his “dream” guitar and was selling with me. My Mom gave me $400 which she borrowed against was then known as “MasterCharge”. She didn’t know why it cost so much – why I couldn’t go to department store “EJ Korvettes” and buy a guitar. I knew in my heart I wanted to become a “professional musician” so I needed a “professional guitar” and it would cost. I promised I would take a friend who also played (took the girlfriend) so that I wouldn’t be “duped”. I knew it was the right guitar when my girlfriend turned to me and said “do you want it…cause if you don’t buy it, I will…”. The case was crappy, made of cardboard, but my guitar was a beauty. A dark, golden sound. A thinner neck than on most acoustics (known as the “super-thin neck” at Guild) with ebony fingerboard and mother-of-pearl-dot inlays. I took the guitar home and soon as I tried tuning it, broke a string. I almost died. I went down to 48th Street “instrument row” in NYC, and bought a couple of sets of strings. No such thing as portable tuners then – I bought a tuning fork – you bang it against your knee or a table and hold it by the bridge and match the sound of the “a” string to it. It was good because it developed the ear, tuning each string a 4th away, til you got to the “b” string which is a third. I loved my Guild, still do. Even though guitars are traditionally considered “female” mine is male. I named it affectionately “Alphonso” after my favorite Frank Zappa song “St. Alphonso’s Pancake Breakfast”. Hey, what do you want from me, I was in college. My girlfriend taught me three chords on which I learned just about the complete Bob Dylan discography. How great to play along with “Isis” form the album “Desire”. I bought some songbooks on my own and listened to my records and soon I was playing the songs of my heroes, Joan Armatrading, Janis Ian, Lennon and McCartney. Reading chord charts and depending on my ear was good. I switched to the Leonard Davis Center of Performing Arts at the college I was attending (C.C.N.Y). The big change was when I enrolled at The Guitar Study Center, a school run by Paul Simon’s brother, Eddie Simon. The instructors were all working musicians – they were playing on Broadway or with well established artists-during down time they taught. I cut my “guitar teeth” there. It was an amazing time for me. I have continued to play my Guild. Through gigs, demos and ultimately on my first CD, “Laughed Last” through my recent recording “Hi-Octane Coffee”. It still sounds like a dream and although I play my Takamine more often in live situations, it’s still my number one. Pasqual, the gentleman who serviced my Guild for years (Alex Music Repair) recommended my guitar was getting old and I should consider not touring with it (change of climate is hard on guitars) so I use it for writing at home and recording. It’s a right of passage, your first guitar. Every song I’ve ever written was composed on my beloved Alphonso. I’ll always cherish it.
Arlene Harper says:
this would be for my son
Mr. Zig says:
I don’t have a guitar story, but I do have a guitar…and it is nekked.
Also, I know Lance Allen (he posted the London story). He his kinda cute, I don’t swing that way but I do understand why someone who does might kiss his cheek, in front of his wife even.
Peter Trott says:
I joined my first band in Jr. High, and somebody had to be the bass player. I stayed on the low end, hidden in the shadows, for several iterations of bands through the years after that. But my wife realized that I had higher talents, and launched me into the treble clef with the gift of a Guild twenty years ago. That guitar has been through a lot in the ensuing years. and has the scars to prove it. But it’s never too late to show it how much I love it, and giving it a case like yours would be the perfect way to do it. I know it will play prettier after resting in that perfect bed.
Keith Kincaid says:
Well ive had this acoustic for a long time,And when i first got her she was a beauty,But alas as ive aged,so has she and neither one of us looks good naked anymore,So a case for her would be nice, or a victoria secret gift card,LOL
Scott Harris says:
My current guitar case is one of those flimsy cardboard cases that I picked up at a garage sale. It works ok for keeping the dust off my guitar around the house, but I sure wouldn’t want to take a trip with it. If I ever travel with my guitar I don’t want to end up like Dave Carroll and have the airline smash my guitar!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YGc4zOqozo
Andy Lackow says:
I have a 1972 Martin D28. A dear friend gave it to me as a gift (what I consider almost a “consolation prize”) after my wife died. He was one of her best friends and he knew it would help me. My wife died 3 months after giving birth to our daughter. All of her friends were and still are deeply heartbroken. During those first horrific months I would play the D28 while sitting on my bed every night to help soothe myself to sleep. It was and still is a great comfort. My friend never had a proper Martin case for it. It came with an old beat up Gibson case. I brought up my daughter completely by myself as I had no family. When she was a toddler I would give a performance every night with the D28 at the foot of her bed to lull her to sleep. As the years past, my set list evolved from Old MacDonald to Simon & Garfunkel and the Beatles. I remarried when she was eleven. She is now 15 years old and barely talks to me (teens!) but I still have the Martin and will always cherish it.
kirklund says:
I have a loose guitar in my closet and this case would fit it great
william walls says:
a nice case would be a nice thing …just in case a nice thing didn’t happen to my guitar in transit …it would be in a nice case
L.Pioli says:
i need this.
Robert Mathews says:
At one time in my life I had more money than sense and owned 30 guitars. That was a long time ago. These days I’m pretty much in the same boat, minus the money! I personally think it should be illegal to ever sell a guitar, however that not being the case and having fallen on hard times and ill health, I was down to only two guitars. (What? C’mon, that’s sad!)
In February, I met my Mom and Sister in Roswell on my birthday. My girlfriend, who is a highly-trained shopper and bargain hunter extraordinaire, had seen a Thrift Store down the street from the restaurant where we met. I usually know better than getting in between her and her hobby, but on this day I was a captive audience and it was a long walk home. As she was doing her thing, I began perusing the back shelves of this place. In the very back of the store I happened to spy the neck of a guitar. After a few moments of careful extraction I unearthed a G-55 Yamaha classical. It was immediately evident that worse than being abandoned to the lower shelves of a thrift store, this guitar had clearly been a victim of abuse. The bass string tuners had been damaged and although there were only three strings on her, the neck was very straight and since I was aware that I was on my own for an hour or so, I tuned them and entertained myself for the duration. When she was ready to go I took my rescue to the register to inquire as to the price. “Is $7.57 too much?” asked the clerk. I thought the number sounded perfect and paid the lady.
The next week I went to the Wal-Mart of music stores and picked up a set of classical tuners and a set of strings. Now my investment was up to $25.00. I went home, installed the new tuners and tied on the strings. It’s marvelous! Now here’s my dilemma. They say ignorance is bliss and I know I read way too much and the other day I was online when I saw an article that said you should put your guitar in it’s case every night. Uh oh! Yairi sits on a guitar stand and P.A.T. (Park Avenue Thrift) is in Yairi’s case. Now I know the house is air-conditioned, but I live in Georgia where the humidity is sometimes dripping! So “no truss rod” P.A.T. needs a sleeping bag, so Yairi can have her bed back! To quote Dr. Evil, “Could you throw a dog a bone?”
Brad says:
Still working on musicianship,picked up my guitar first time in 7 years and have been giging for the past 7 months,my journey continues!!!
Andy G says:
I have been playing guitar since I was 9 or 1o yrs old when my dad bought me a cheap plastic guitar at a toy store in town, one day as i was playing with some friends and ended up sitting on it and boy was I upset. It was replaced with a inexpensive real wood guitar and I started taking lessons. My parents divorced soo0n after that and the guitar disappeared in all the moving around. A few yrs later my Mom bought me my first electric ( a Kent semi hollow body with a whammy bar, remember them lol). Soon after that I got involved with a bad crowd and started getting into a ton of trouble ( drugs, police, gangs and all that) Thru it all I kept my love of music though, and that was what brought me back from the edge. I met some people on the beach on Long Island NY one day in 1971, just a bunch of crazy,happy hippies playing music and having fun on the beach. Those people most likely saved my life!! They brought me out of the world I was in and showed me a different way to live my life. It has been a hard road, and I have had many ups and downs like divorce, depression and a bout with heavy drinking , but i never stopped playing , and I truly believe that the music kept me from going over the edge. Im 58 now, just bought a new Yamaha acoustic and Im thinking about some solo gigging again. ( thats the short story, there is way to much to put here )Peace All, A.G
Leland Osborne says:
I was born on the southern hemisphere of Mars, raised in a pool of gasoline, and taught guitar by a man with three hands.
Brian Donnelly says:
I am so lucky to be playing in 2 groups, doing music that I love! I’ve been playing since knee high to a grass hopper, had some great teachers and fabulous experiences traveling and sharing stages with amazing musicians.
On the way out of a gig last month, the strap on my gig bag finally ripped. This is a gig bag that was given to me by a friend almost ten years ago.
It really is time for me to get a case for that Framus arch top!
Frederick Rotzien says:
Hey,i need this
Michaela says:
I havent actually played guitar but I have always wanted too. My uncles played it greatly and now I think its a great time to learn.<3
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Max says:
this would be for my son
Dave Falk says:
Case in point!
The guitar never was a thought, until I saw this strange guy they called ‘swivel hips’…….or Elvis live at the Olympia Stadium in Detroit….and then a few years later seeing the Beatles also at Olympia Stadium with John playing a Rickenbacker and George playing a Gretch guitar…………and what about that odd looking Hohner bass guitar Paul was playing?…..and he played it left handed…… this just reminded me, I had to have those Beatle boots, even if they hurt my feet!……lol!
This is how my love for guitar started, thanks to these artists!
But if it wasn’t for my curiousity as a young lad to hear sound or sounds my journey with music would have never started. I recall as a young lad, maybe 7-8 years old being awoken by the thumping of bass……the floor shook to the rhythm, and the explosions of horns and screaming of string instruments filling my young ears with sounds I had never heard before…….this was so exciting, like the night before Christmas where you were up all night waiting for Santa. To my surprise, my dad was listening to ‘Victory at Sea’ records……full blast! This is where it all started. Thanks Dad!
So I can say sounds are what turned me on to guitar! My first guitar was an electric Harmony 12 string guitar, I was 16 and played in a local garage band with my mates! Today at almost 60, I am playing a Larrivee D-50 acoustic guitar, host a little open mic, write a few tunes and feel as if I am still that young lad listening to those old ‘Victory at Sea’ albums!
Case in Point!
juan says:
I had a classic guitar in my family, rusted, craked and naked. At twelve years old, I BOUGHT MY OWN ELECTRIC GUITAR by saving all my pocket money but I had to wait two years more to be able to buy an amplifier. Then my mother helped me to buy a proper set for a guitar set…but I still have my classic axe. I think she deserves the best bag. She has endured my learning years and I know she wants to meet th enew generations of musicians to come!!
Jacob says:
I inherited a bunch of instruments from my grandfather and am really trying to learn to play. I know he would love that!
Bernie Mulleda says:
OK I’m a working guitarist which is to say financially strained. Anyone who’s been around the music business since ’08 knows that it has suffered like the rest of the economy, only worse. My current Reunion Blues guitar bag has been in hard use for the last 7 years and is holding together with the aid of lots of velcro….if I had the bread I’d go buy another Reunion Blues acoustic guitar case, but I don’t so it would be really great to win one!
Oliver says:
I’ve had my fair share of troubles with bands. I used to play drums but, after not having any bands work out, i decided to switch to guitar. I’ve been in the same band for almost two years now. we’ve gone through several lineup changes. Finally, after several years of trying to get a band started, we’ve finally got a legit band. We’re kind of like a mix between Alice in Chains and Metallica. We have a few songs that an acoustic would sound lovely on but, since my Ibanez Talman doesn’t have a case, i can’t bring my acoustic along with everything else. If i won, i’d take my talman just about everywhere with this case.