An amazing story.
An amazing story.
For the past 12 years when someone receives final pictures of their instrument I have thanked them for being part of the story. The story of us coming together in this moment - a culmination of experiences manifested in a combination of elements - to create a means of expressing feelings for which there are no words. These moments of connected humanity that can only be conveyed while be carried by sounds - feelings hidden behind a sacred curtain, reserved for moments like these that transcend understanding. Music separates them from words of daily use.
I had something similar. My mule reso arrived just as I left the hospital. I had third degree heart block and by some miracle from Father above, I didn’t wreck my truck driving down a busy houston highway at 70mph in the rain, cruise control on.
I lost consciousness as my lower half of my heart stopped beating. When I woke up, my wife said Angel arrived and kept the truck straight. Never moved an inch left of right. Eventually got to the ER and my heart rate was 14-22bpm. Got a pacemaker installed and to mt utter joy, the resonator has kept me company and inspiring me to play more, learn open tunings and slide.
It’s like a new lease on life with my heart and a new lease on life musically. I’m 62 and been playing since age 9.
It’s obvious to me the Lord ain’t done with me yet. Happy to still be here. Thrilled to start this next part of my journey with this unbelievable brass reso.