I’ve gone electric… There was booing, discontent and disgust when Bob Dylan first walked on stage clutching an electric guitar. It divided his fans down the middle. Some say it was the birth of rock and roll.
But I digress. It’s time to reveal what was in the box at Christmas. I am now the lucky strummer of a new concert-scale Rosewood Eleuke:
I had to get this one imported from the States as Eleuke’s UK supplier had gone sour, leaving the market dry. Let me tell you now though it was worth it!
So far I’ve only played it through headphones and my little lounge stereo. I can’t wait to plug it into a proper amp!