My music story : #29 : Painting my guitar black

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Black guitars were a thing! So I decided to paint my guitar black. There was some leftover paint after the painters were done with our gate. I went at it, painting the face of the guitar! All black. The guitar looked amazing but sounded like shit. It took away the sustain from it. But I kept playing anyway!

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