WARNING: The following post and photograph may be disturbing to mandolin connoisseurs and the faint of heart everywhere. If you or a loved one have ever experienced hyperventilation, seizures, regurgitation, coma and or death due to blatant obnoxious UMB (Ugly Mandolin Back), you may need to see a lawyer. The following fact and fiction is one man’s series of unfortunate events.
After much labor-intensive searching for the right mandolin at the right price, I was delighted when I came across the Eastman MD-515. Every photograph from every dealer and customer I came across, all had mandolins with beautiful backsides and we all know it’s the appearance that we cherish and are most concerned about as mano players. I mean, we already have to put up with the ever so frequent monotonous jokes about “maybe one day we’ll grow up and get us a regular sized guitar”, yada, yada, yada… so we want our instrument’s appearance to make everyone drool.
After ordering my Eastman MD-515 online from one of most reputable dealers found on all the mando-forums I eagerly waited for that magical day. When that day came, it instead was filled with mixed emotions. The long-awaited case opening was indeed delightful. She was beautiful beyond compare and she was mine, mine, all mine. But when removing her from her case to peek at the backside, I was horrified! I didn’t want to show my obvious displeasure so I just bit my lip and attempted to force my stone face to smile or at least not be rude to the petite instrument. But it was useless, I couldn’t help myself, I went into instant UMBS (Ugly Mandolin Back Syndrome).
Fortunately, I had loved ones, medical staff and other mandolin and fiddle players close by to bring me back from the depths of despair. Thank you, yes, all the first responders, you! After a brief recovery, I wanted to tell this one man’s story in effort to save others from the unnecessary shock and sadness of how cruel this world can be.
Buyer Beware… I should have asked to see a photo of the actual mandolin since no one wants to be stuck with an ugly mandolin. Don’t forget appearance is 95% of the playing experience! Sure, both Eastman and the Reputable Dealer in question shouldn’t have sent out something that looked like that. Knowing the Everyone wants a desirable appearance, the Reputable Dealer should have just asked the customer if it would be a problem. They had to know it was a “lemon” from the bottom of the barrel and unfit to be seen in any rural jam session. By just sending the “thing” out anyway, that let me know that they really don’t care about my future as a mandolin master want-ta-be. (do you suppose, this would influence future customers or not?)
It is hard to tell from the photo, but one side has a stain several shades darker than the other side and the grain patterns appear to run in different directions on both sided, one horizontal and the other vertical. I know, I know, I may be being a little harsh on the ole gal… I mean, “beauty is only skin deep”. But that is something you say to other folks to make them feel better because we all know that “ugly goes all way down to the bone”! OK, Ok, she has got a wonderful personality… yea, that’s it, she has got a wonderful personality. She sounds great, but when folks ask to see my new mandolin, I either turn off the lights or ask them to squint their eyes. What do you think? Have you ever seen an Ugly Back before? If so, how did you cope with your series of unfortunate events?
Thanks for listening,
FlyBye
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