SESSION SHENANIGANS

you’ll permit the use of the coma-inducing intro “When I was a lad”, I’ll tell you that at the age of 10, the word Gibson had yet to make the Hot Hundred on my instrumental list of lust. My guitar teacher played a stunning Hofner Committee model, replete with fine woods and ornate mother-of-pearl inlays. And since Cliff Devereux could play the f-holes off that thing when the mood took him, a Hofner