My sister’s Aria Guitar story takes me back to the 1970s, a time when ‘The Sound of Music’ graced the silver screen. She acquired it back then, along with guitar lessons, and those memories are vividly linked in my mind with trips to ‘The Castle’ theater. But let’s fast forward a bit. About a decade ago, I decided to embark on my own guitar journey. Growing up, baseball had been my sole sporting pursuit, but the allure of music was calling. My sister, who hadn’t played her Aria since her teenage years, generously offered it to me. I eagerly tried to learn, but the guitar felt incredibly challenging to play. Discouraged, I almost abandoned my musical aspirations altogether. Thankfully, I made the wise decision to invest in a Yamaha guitar instead, which proved to be a much more player-friendly instrument.
Years passed, and the Aria faded into the background. I’d lost track of it, vaguely recalling lending it out at some point. Then, about six months ago, it unexpectedly reappeared at my office, delivered by an unknown benefactor. Having gained more guitar knowledge over the years, I decided to give the old Aria some much-needed attention. I replaced the worn-out tuners, meticulously adjusted the truss rod, made subtle adjustments to the saddle, and strung it with a fresh set of quality strings. To my surprise, VOILA!! It transformed into a genuinely delightful little guitar!
Now, a close friend of mine, petite in stature and eager to learn guitar, has become the Aria’s new companion. Its comfortable 3/4 scale size is proving absolutely perfect for her. This vintage instrument is writing a new chapter in its history, and I foresee keeping it in my possession – and readily lending it out – for many years to come.
David 2003 615ce “Vanessa”
2004 Wife “Kelly”
2005 Airedale “Wrigley”
2007 Son “Nolan”
“There is nothing worse than a brilliant image of a fuzzy concept.” — Ansel Adams
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