A note was on my bedside table.
We miss you, truly, deeply, completely. We know you are conquering the undefeatables and we are proud of your endurance. We recognise the importance of your daily work with Mac, but beg you please, spare some time for us. We profoundly need your attention.
When two of us were stolen, it broke your heart. But remember the fun, the ease, the simple pleasure of being together. Please come and play with us.
Here you are with big brother Bass. You were so little then.
Matron Maton (Acoustic) told us about how popular you were. How you made people cry, smile and thrive with the emotion in your voice. How people drove for miles to watch you play. How they stood right up front, enthralled with anticipation and respect.
Matron Maton worries the colour will drain from your life.
Or the hues will turn to madness as we slip away from your life.
Remember when you said this:
Music is so alive, that it keeps you within the moment. The absolute joy of playing and the spirit inside it’s creation of symbiotic sounds, forges love, connection and well-being into hearts and souls.
You know what you were born to do. Not everyone has that luxury. But for those who do. You know what to do.
Please come back to us. We are no longer gently weeping, we are howling with neglect. We love you. We miss you. We are not Yesterday’s Hero, we are your guitars! Your present gift and your future contribution. Let’s adventure into a legacy worth remembering.
With Genuine Love and Affection,
Fender Mustang Bass ❤ ❤ ❤
On behalf of your United Guitar Collective.