Knowing that what you are holding was once held by someone you hold in high esteem is a very nice feeling indeed.

I don’t understand why people buy this shit! It’s a broken guitar!! Who cares who used to play it and then threw a tandrum and broke it! It’s still bloody broke.

It’s like when someone drops around your house and you say “Awww man! I have a guitar that Kurt Cobain used to play” and they are like “WHAT? Whoah!! Can I see” and you say “sure….”.

You let them see and they are like “Ohhh please let me play it” and you say “Nah – its broke. You can’t.” – and they say “Thats a bit shit.”