This guy. (Thumbs pointing toward me).
Yesterday, after the funeral for a friend's mother, a couple of pickin buddies and I stopped by The Chapman's Acoustic Shoppe in Springfield, MO, to look at and pick on a few of their new and vintage instruments.
Shortly after we got there, I could hear someone picking some neat jazz stuff on an acoustic mandolin. No big surprise as they always have some nice mandolins there.
I walked into the humidor room, the heavens opened up and a light shined down upon a new Eastman F style with A GOLD TOP. I asked another guy in the room if that was the mandolin I could hear being played earlier. He said it was, and we agreed that it sounded really good.
I spent the better part of the next hour playing the little beauty. Never really being too interested in Eastman stuff previously, being pretty well mandolined, I was really surprised at the sound and playability of the mandolin.
Finally, I had to ask how much it was. Surprised again, I found out it was a lot less than I thought it would be. I of course tried to negotiate a lower number and although we got close, was unable to make a deal.
When I got back home, I told my wife about the funeral service, and about stopping by the store and of course, the mandolin. I guess I must have had the bluebirds flying around my head (ala Uncle Remus) as I told her about it. Then I changed the subject and spent the rest of the evening at my son's high school basketball game.
Spent the day working, like any normal Tuesday. Upon getting home, my wife said she thought there was a mouse in the corner behind my chair, I went to looked and saw a new mandolin case where the alleged rodent was said to have been seen.
She, after conspiring with a good friend of mine, went to town today and came back with the mandolin to surprise me. Mission accomplished.
I'll post some pictures as soon as I can remember how.
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