τον οπλισμο της καθε κλιμακας μας τον μαθαιναν με ποιημα :lol:
This is my guitar.
There are many like it, but this one is MINE.
My guitar is my best friend. It is my life.
I must master it as I must master my life.
My guitar without me is useless. Without my guitar, I am useless.
I must play my guitar true.
I must shred faster than my bandmate who is trying to outstage me.
I must score with the groupies before he does. I will...
My guitar and myself know that what counts in music is not the notes we play,
the noise of our amp, nor the smoke on the stage.
We know it is the rock that counts. We will rock...
My guitar is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories,
its pickups, and its fretboard.
I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage.
I will keep my guitar dirty and ready, even as I am dirty and ready.
We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God I swear this creed.
My guitar and myself are the defenders of rock.
We are the masters of our bandmates.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until there are no bandmates, but a solo carreer like Satch.
έμπνευση της στιγμής από το γνωστό U.S. Marine creed