The Ibanez

In yet another spasmodic twitch of retro-hobbyist compulsion, I brought my Ibanez electric (1975 Custom Les Paul copy) down to Robb's to get restrung and cleaned up. They did a very nice job - replaced the output jack (which has been crackly and loose as long as I've owned the thing) and tweaked the action a bit.

The amp is still in storage, but figuring now I may just capitalize on two offers of lessons to help me get back into playing.

Finding the time will be the real trick.