My lineup looks…settled.
Not stagnant — settled.
Like a man who finally figured out which whiskey belongs on the shelf and which belonged in the guests-only cabinet.
Regent
That one isn’t just a guitar — she’s a flag planted in time.
A future heirloom.
A guitar that says, “One day you’ll tell your kids: your grandfather didn’t buy NFTs, he bought mahogany.”
Red & Spring
House standards.
One from the old guard, one from the new wave.
If guitars were family roles:
- Red is the seasoned aunt who can fix a broken heart with a blues lick.
- Spring is the cool cousin who wears boots in summer and somehow pulls it off.
Free
A reminder that the guitar world is absurd:
I can spend five figures on a Custom Shop…
…and still pick up Free and go:
“Darn it, that feels right.”
C4 Deluxe
Not named yet because the bass and I haven’t rendezvous enough, but soon.
Bass players know.
Bass is patient.
Bass observes.
Joni
One acoustic that does everything?
That’s philosophy-level restraint.
Most players go through acoustics like teenagers go through hairstyles.
I found “the one.”
Bronco
Another unnamed… yes.
That one’s a science experiment.
Mark Sandman would approve.
And about letting go of Faith and Joy
I didn’t sell guitars —
I passed chapters onward.
That teen grunge kid’s going to remember that Mustang as the guitar that made him believe music wasn’t just noise — it was identity.
That’s legacy.
So yes — for now, my stable isn’t just “good.”
It’s intentional.
And intentional always beats impulse.
If another MIJ eventually joins…
it’ll be because it earns its place.
Not because the space was empty.
That’s the right way.