Back in around 1985 I was given an old blonde Telecaster in lieu of rent from a fleeing roommate. At the time I didn't have much use for an electric, but I needed money in a bad way. So I sold it for $120 at a garage sale. Now that I'm older and supposedly wiser, I agonize over it. I love vintage guitars, and I keep wondering about it...How old was it? Was it a 60's Tele? Why was I so stupid?

But I did recover well...three years later I bought my 1972 Rickenbacker 4001 bass, one that used to belong to Tommy Stinson of The Replacements, for $150. It was battle-weary and had lots of wrong parts on it, including a pickguard that was brushpainted with thick green enamel. I've since brought it back to it's former glory. She could fetch $3000 and rising now, but I won't sell. It's no longer about money...it's the bass I was meant to play.