Nowhere Band News

Where do you go when you’ve busted your guitar, need a new one, and don’t have much cash? You go to a dark, dark place; a place where 14-year-olds seranade you with their metallic chops; a place where dudes with ponytails try to sell hundred-watt amps to practice with in your apartment; a place where you can count on some dude who thinks he’s Flea to be snapping and popping with a bass in the corner; a place where the sales people will hand you a cable, plug you into some digital-amp monstrosity, and then stand there openly radiating, “what’ve you got, sucka?!” as you try to test-drive a guitar; where signature-model guitars with fake autographs from the dudes in Oasis hang on the walls as something other than a joke.

Actually, I suppose if you’re smart you go to Craigslist. But an awful lot of people aren’t smart.