Guitar Archeology

I dropped by the Paramount with a new Gibson S-1 for Jeff Beck. I climbed the six flights of stairs to meet Jeff in the door. “Something for me, then?” As I opened the case his face fell and his eyes glazed over, I made my exit. About halfway down the stairs, I heard a loud clattering noise. The S-1 was sailing down the space in the middle of the stairway, bouncing off the railing and making a racket on the way down.