First Broken String

And I mean first. I’ve been playing guitar for at least twenty years and I just broke my first string. I was wailing into a full bend when “thwonk”, my B string broke. I’ve known this to be a disaster for other players. Once in the wilds of Canada, while adjusting a loose fret on a thirty dollar Kay guitar (the thing was as big as a boat), a guitarist friend broke a string right in the middle. That meant a trip to Ottawa, for a string! Of course there are the stage breaks. When you have to go to the back-up guitar. That can kill the mood of the song, sometimes the whole show.

But my little break was a symbol of joyful exuberance, and I’m taking it as a call from the guitar for a fret job, which it needs. Maybe I’ll get them dressed too.