Best guitar I ever played was at a GC it was laying there already hooked up to this effects tree. I was messing with the effects trying them out and in between switching them it suddenly struck me. Damn! This guitar has one of the finest clean sounds I ever heard and played as smooth as butter so I looked down to see that it was a black American Strat with maple neck. Should of bought it as it was most likely my signature instrument but it just looked too new still, it needed much more relicing, so I left it there for the Lil fella to earn it's way back to me one day...
But that is the story of my Black One! Everybody has their own I guess but when the lights fade down, and the song starts to fade, and you look back at what happened, you come to realize it's always a black one that just got away...
True blues story here in the naked city...