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T<\/span>he guitar in the perhaps familiar graphic to the left is not the guitar I was writing about when I wrote that song. A photo of that guitar graced the previous AYoS version<\/a> of Guitar<\/span> and was the subject of that day’s blog entry.<\/p>\n This<\/span> guitar to the left is not just the AYoS logo, it’s actually pretty much the<\/span> AYoS guitar, providing all but a few of the guitar parts on the songs so far. (The others I’ve used were my $75 12 string and my $50 3\/4 size guitar.) It was sitting on a stand in my living room when I shot this. I glamorized it a bit in my photoeditor. There aren’t really fluffy clouds in my front room. As a rule.<\/p>\n The car in the second verse of this song was my first car, a Karmann Ghia that started out yellow (a great color for curtains in the breakfast nook, maybe) but got painted a cool smokey metallic grey when I plugged half a week’s wages into an impossibly cheap (yet still not cheapest) paint job.<\/p>\n At the time I wrote this, the grey paint was still shiny — a few moments within a narrow sliver of time when I actually almost felt cool in my Ghia. (But, actually, after the paint oxidized in that first, single season, it had a kind of naturalness to it that ultimately felt pretty comfortable.) I loved that car but I put it through hell. I sold it for a few hundred bucks just at the dawn of that peculiar era when Ghias actually did<\/span> gain a certain sort of geek hipster cool. I guess.<\/p>\n Anyhow, I did love that car. We went everywhere <\/span>together.<\/p>\n\n