The Guitars of Dreamland

There is something magical about guitars. From a young age I was drawn to them. I would watch my uncles play guitar growing up as a kid and I would long to know how it worked, how to use it, how to play. It captured my imagination early. My love affair with guitars has lasted to this day, and it is still a passion that burns brighter and brighter.

I’ve owned a lot of guitars in my life, at least fifty. They’ve all served different purposes at different times. Today I own about  15 guitars. They are scattered all over. I have guitars in Austin, in Florida, in Denver, I even have guitars in Scotland. They are all over the place, waiting for me to return to them.

A guitar is almost like a relationship. You grow an attachment to each guitar. You have a different relationship with each guitar. You value them for different things. You are annoyed at different parts of each guitar. There’s no perfect guitar. Each one has their gems and their flaws.

But every guitarist I know has their favorite guitars, the ones they keep going back to time after time. They are the true companions. The ones you would grab if your house was on fire and you could only grab one - every guitarist knows which one that is. There’s always the special one.

I love how guitars can be intimate as well as iconic. I remember watching an interview that John Mayer gave when he was talking about his guitars. He pulled out one of his Stratocasters from the closet and said this was his first guitar. It has been with him in his bedroom when no one knew who he was. And it has also been on stage at Madison Square Garden in front of 20,000 people. I love that. I love how your guitars have seen you in your deepest, most vulnerable moments. It makes those guitars even more special when they come with you to stardom.

The guitars of Dreamland were unique and varied. Together they formed a dark, moody, dreamy rock sound that I truly hope you love when you listen to it.