cecilbag":2dd2i06e said:
That white Charvel has the neck that officially converted me. I am trying to get a Charvel star because of it. The second I started playing it, I could do things I had to battle with on other guitars. This neck profile just seems to fit my hand perfect. I need to try a vintage one someday. Great, great score on that axe. If you ever sell it, hit me up please and thank you
This is exactly what happened to me in 1984. I had a Les Paul Custom that I got brand new in 1980. I played the hell out of that thing. Every day I played it for hours. It was the guitar I grew up on. The guitar I went from lower intermediate to pretty good on. Then in 1983 I played a Kramer Pacer and I liked it a lot. I started saving my pizza delivery money for the Kramer . The Kramer was $595 and when I had finally scraped $600 together I went to downtown Chicago with a friend to buy the Kramer. (I wasn't allowed to drive to downtown Chicago, hell I wasn't even allowed to go to downtown Chicago)
I walked into that Guitar Center with $600 burning a hole in my pocket. The sales guy steered me toward the Kramers and hung back a little bit while I checked them out. After a few minutes he came up and asked me if I had ever played a Charvel. I had barely even heard of a Charvel in 1983. I had heard the name in Van Halen and Randy Rhoads interviews but had never seen one in person. He pulled down a Charvel from the wall and in 10 seconds, I no longer wanted the Kramer. I was instantly a better player on that Charvel meaning I could pull off things that I could only partially pull off on my Les Paul.
So I left Guitar Center with $600 still in my pocket and went back to delivering pizza's until I could scrape up another $300. The sales guy at GC took my phone number to let me know when more Charvels came in. About a month later I was up to $700 in savings and he called and said they just got in 7 or 8 new Charvels. All I talked about at work was that Charvel and when I told my friends there that a bunch of new Charvels had just come in, my boss overheard me. He pulled me aside and asked me how close I was to being able to buy one. He pulled $200 out of his pocket, explained the loan terms and gave me the day off.
I enlisted my buddy to drive me downtown again that night and the sales guy let me play all the new Charvels until I decided on this one.
I did not choose this black Charvel that George Lynch picked up a week or so later from Chicago GC:
And my sales guy was Dave Anderson from local Chicago band Eric Steel. He was endorsed and is #4 in this famous ad.