A shitty steel guitar

By-and-by he pissed off a group of musicians so badly that one of them decided that he needed killing, but his buddies talked him out of it it and they settled on trashing his steel guitar.

I knew this guy who billed himself as a steel player but made his way through life as a con man. He’d relocate to various parts of the country, including Nashville, start up some kind of a business, music-related or not, and scam people out of money until he had to move on again.

He’d tell you about these fabulous deals he could get you on musical equipment that may or may not be real, hire you for gigs that didn’t exist, offer to fix your cassette player and then you’d never see it again… You get my drift.

By-and-by he pissed off a group of musicians so badly that one of them decided that he needed killing, but his buddies talked him out of it it and they settled on trashing his steel guitar.

He had a gorgeous white Sho~Bud D-10 set up in his van, and they grabbed it and threw it into an open cesspool. The last time they saw him he was wading waist-deep in shit and slime, dragging his guitar out.

Author: Cal Sharp

Nashville pedal steel guitarist for over 30 years. Credits include Stonewall Jackson, Little Jimmy Dickens, Red Sovine, Faron Young, Ernest Tubb, Ray Price, Johnny Russell, George Fox, Vern Gosdin, Del Reeves, Gilley's, the Palomino Club and a few others. Retired from the road, playing sessions and clubs locally. I also develop websites, like this one and other music-related sites. Contact me if you need a website. Email: cal at caligraphics dot net or fill out the contact form. http://www.caligraphicsdesign.com/contact/

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