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Carvin DC7x: 27" scale 7 string

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Someone sent this to me on facebook.

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#4 ·
I like how they picked the one younger employee with African tribal ears to hold these for the picture.

Because I am pretty sure the vibe I always get from Carvin is a bunch of crusty old men sitting around a workshop and a new hire comes in and they are all like, "BACK IN MY DAY YOU HAD TO BE ABLE TO TELL DIFFERENT SPECIES OF WOOD APART BY SMELL ALONE TO EVEN MOP THE FLOORS" and they all just chuckle their wheezing old man chuckles and the new guy grows less confident in his abilities and then the same guy that made the comment about smelling wood is like, "But things have changed, was always sticking my noses in places it didn't belong anyways, was the end of a couple happy marriages it was. Ain't that right Bill?"

And Bill turns around from his place at the angle grinder, and half his face is straight up fucking torn off from an extreme luthiery injury many years ago and he says in a somber voice, "I still get to see the children on holidays." And they all laugh. Except for Bill. He might be crying, but you can't tell because half his face is scar tissue. And some guy pats you on the back and is like, "Tell you what. Don't think you're ready for any man's work yet, you just hold up these and we'll take a picture for all those little nancies on that internet thing my grandson spends so much time in his room alone on."
 
#6 ·
I like how they picked the one younger employee with African tribal ears to hold these for the picture.

Because I am pretty sure the vibe I always get from Carvin is a bunch of crusty old men sitting around a workshop and a new hire comes in and they are all like, "BACK IN MY DAY YOU HAD TO BE ABLE TO TELL DIFFERENT SPECIES OF WOOD APART BY SMELL ALONE TO EVEN MOP THE FLOORS" and they all just chuckle their wheezing old man chuckles and the new guy grows less confident in his abilities and then the same guy that made the comment about smelling wood is like, "But things have changed, was always sticking my noses in places it didn't belong anyways, was the end of a couple happy marriages it was. Ain't that right Bill?"

And Bill turns around from his place at the angle grinder, and half his face is straight up fucking torn off from an extreme luthiery injury many years ago and he says in a somber voice, "I still get to see the children on holidays." And they all laugh. Except for Bill. He might be crying, but you can't tell because half his face is scar tissue. And some guy pats you on the back and is like, "Tell you what. Don't think you're ready for any man's work yet, you just hold up these and we'll take a picture for all those little nancies on that internet thing my grandson spends so much time in his room alone on."
OMG :rofl: