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This singular guitar came into my possession quite by accident, and has spooked me enough that I want to get rid of it. Although I'm quite confident this creepy guitar would be fine for someone more in tune with the tenebrous forces of the malevolent netherworld dimension, I myself have little knowledge of such things, and prefer not to meddle with the morbid mysteries of the macabre.

Here's what I know, and what I've been told...

A kid that lived on my street when I was growing up was rumored to be into devil worship, seances, Black Magic, Regular Magic and other dark endeavors of the Spirit World. (Strangely, despite the youth's somewhat dweebish appearance, he was quite popular: Guys in the neighborhood wanted to be around him; girls wanted him

His mother, an RN ironically enough ( later through conversation was found to be a be a propagating practitioner of the Pagan Arts, and claimed to have met the Zodiac Team and informed me that the neophyte necromancer was born in June of '66, and died tragically on Halloween, October 31, 1979, when he was just thirteen years old in that same city( my hometown LBC where this all took place (His death has never been solved, but the kid was found lying on his bed with THIS GUITAR draped across him, death by electrocution, even though this is an acoustic guitar! Coroners report said drug od but there was "objectifiable evidence of foul play" burnt carbon residue, strange smells in the Long Beach apt which is still reported to be very strong at times. Additionally, when the damnable corpse of this soulless stooge of Satan was eventually discovered, a 45 record of Blue Oyster Cult's "Don't Fear the Reaper" was playing repeatedly on the Mephistopheleans GE Wildcat record changer!! A Swanson TV Dinner--turkey, remained uneaten, while the air was thick with the acrid smell of sulfur emanating from some perverse potion the kid had been mixing . The Farrah Fawcett Swimsuit Poster mockingly stared down upon the dead boy, as if to say, "See you in hell, Buster!" Somewhere, a dog barked.)

Years later, I ran into the defunct boy's mother, and when I told her that I was a professional guitarist, she offered me her devilish son's fiddle!

Since I've owned this guitar I've heard the strings discordantly ring out, despite no one being near the guitar, I swear on everything that is dear to me in this world, this is all true. Further, on three occasions I put the guitar in my bedroom closet standing up propped safely, only to find the guitar 45° half fallen over when I returned home (and I live alone!). The final straw occurred when I was half asleep afew weeks ago and I awoke and didn't breathe or even budge because I could FOR SURE hear faint vibrations emanating from the guitar, no string vibrations at all just a very faint intonation echo...? No radios or alarm clocks were on.

So for those of you brave enough to acknowledge the fact of the Spirit World, I offer you the story unique guitar (which appears to date from the late 1950's to early '60's Kalamazoo Michigan Epiphone. Satan has apparently stricken the brand name decal from the headstock of the guitar, but the makers tag is in the body. My expertise lies more with vintage and custom shop Fender and Gibdon instruments. particularly the Les Paul, Telecaster, and Stratocaster models. I've enclosed several frightening representations of this guitar that have appeared in vague dreams since I have owned it, as well as a photo of the deceased original owner.

this is one eerie instrument people!

  • do NOT contact me with unsolicited services or offers

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