This phenomenon's called "The Mojo Of The Pine" (TMOTP). I don't know if you heard about
Chupacabra. These creatures live with us, and they are in constant search for special humans. On full moon nights, when you're in your deepest sleep, these smart little guys crawl up on your (often poor and rather anaemic) body, and run a quick blood test - pushing their pointy (
not a reference for '80s hair metal guitars) teeth just under your skin - and if you're considered
a chosen one by them, they inject a very infectious disease into your system: "The Mojo Of The Pine" (TMOTP). Now this disease will put you in a state of permanent desire for pine bodied Telecaster® guitars. They also kill your chickens.