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all the above. great guitar sound for a dusty old axe? this is a song i often start my set with but you sound much better than me. nice one

You can learn a lot from TV. I have seen many documentaries about Gallipoli and other wastes of life brought about by our so called leaders?
I think it was Haig who was in charge at Gallipoli, the ANZACS were meant to charge in after the bombardment ended keeping the Turk gunners heads down, but the bombardment ended early but Haig insisted they went in anyway! We all know the result. I don't blame the Turks I blame Haig who was safely hidden miles away from the killing ground. And he was the celebrated hero???? Give me strength

I am almost moved to tears reading this. And I wonder if the greedy men that orchestrated that carnage slept soundly in their beds....I hope not!

I suppose you could argue that killing and warfare is the way of the human race, it's a wonder we haven't gone the way of the dinosaur?

You've captured in words a great story with feeling and eloquence. It must have been awful losing his brother, surviving the war only to die of TB later.

Some great songs from you and Jim today

love that last one TF.

my dad was a lorry driver and during school holidays i'd go with him for a day out, so when we got home one night he spotted a young girl in a mini skirt and out of the blue he says; mae goese honna mind lan i penol hi, roughly translated from the Welsh; that girls legs go all the way up to her backside, or words to that effect

Peatle. I've never read any Edgar Allan Poe before so big thanks for sharing this. I believe he was an addict and got his inspiration from his many trips! I just loved the romantic language and verse used while reciting, clearly, the story. Thanks also for the explanation in the preface as the meanings might have gone unnoticed otherwise.

What a wise and intellectual woman she must be. You must be very proud, that's not a question it's a statement. I've had three strong women in my life; my grandmother, my mother and Ann my beloved.
I have the same relationship with my youngest granddaughter as I had with my grandmother, mutual love and respect. My mother gave me my love of music and taught me to respect women. Ann has given me everything else.

Shame about your mums bad history with men, relative and spouses. Just had to say not all us Europeans are bar stewards.

Happy birthday Peatles mum. Xxx

Hi Max, welcome to Chordie. Sometimes I wish I was starting out learning again, then I realise I still am.... learning to play properly. Take heed of what Doug has written, it's very good advice. 5 minutes here and there throughout the day learning chords and scales and picking out tunes is what the doctor ordered.

shall i be brutally honest? i will anyway.

they are lacking that ring that new strings have and i like the screech as you move your fingers up the frett board. new strings have to bed in before they hold their tuning but as i have found; as you play further up the arm they tend to lose their tune, octaves on harmonics aren't where they should be so solos up top sound flat.

it's a fact of life that when you decide to change the strings after the next gig, they sound great! tones are nice etc. it's just when you look at the 5th and 6th strings they're almost black and sound quite dead...so they've got to go.

i was noodling last night on my Crafter semi acoustic, did some bending on the 12th frett (due to old strings) and when i went to play open chords the high E and D strings had lost their tuning, so a change is unavoidable even though the strings sound great when recording. when they gorra go they gorra go.

i think i tried elixirs once but when i went back to get more the store had gone bust! i'll have to see if they're on Amazon next time i need some

in actual fact it was elvis' wonder of you....funny how you remember little things? like when the fight starts you pull your mic stands in, take your guitar off, pull the speakers down and stand well back

I did a Christmas Eve gig when I was bass in a duo. We were warned as we set up not to bother with the people on the other side of the room as they were "trash". Then we got the same story from the "trash" keep away from them over there!
All went well till the last song when the whole club errupted. Within minutes there wasn't a whole table, glass, window or door. I now try to avoid playing on Christmas Eve. Who wants to go through Christmas with a black eye and missing teeth? And some in jail? It takes all sorts I guess.

Neo, you had a guy in the band that played a bottle?