So in late May, I acquired a beautiful, classy-looking Olympic White Hendrix sig strat. I thought it’d be a nice addition to my small arsenal of guitars. I’d never really owned a strat before. I considered them too ubiquitous, and I always wanted to be a little bit different. But I figured it’d provide me with some sonic variety to what I already use. So I traded in a couple of old small amps and an Epiphone Sheraton II I rarely played (yeah, I know I could have come out ahead selling them myself, but when the bug hits.. sometimes there’s just no time). I tried out a couple of other strats at the time too, as well as a couple of really nice Teles just to make sure I REALLY wanted a strat lol. But something about the Hendrix strat spoke to me. I’d been admiring the looks of Olympic White strats with maple necks for a while, so that’s what made me originally pick it up... despite the “gimmicks”: flipped headstock, flipped pickups... stuff to accentuate the Hendrix vibe. Anyway, for the past month and a half, this baby has been my primary guitar and I LOVE it. The playability, feel, sound. It’s just great in my hands. I find myself bending and accentuating certain notes and it just sounds... better. To my ears, at least. I had my first gig in a few years a couple of weeks ago, and I chose my Gibson Firebird. That wasn’t a bad choice. It’s a great guitar in its own right. I’m glad I have it. But I’ve just come to the realization that the strat is now my number one. And I just had to share. Like I said, I’ve spent over half my life being pretty anti-strat... without ever actually giving one a chance. “I’m a Tele guy” I’d always say. Maybe I was really just a strat guy all along and never knew it. Or maybe it was something I had to grow into. I spent a solid decade (my late twenties into my late thirties) basically not playing at all. My skills atrophied. And it took me a long time to get it back. When I started playing again, the first electric I purchased (I didn’t even own a guitar for several years) was a black squier Strat. But that doesn’t really count, in my eyes. I was extremely rusty, and I didn’t keep it long before I traded it in for the Sheraton II. That was probably 2010. And I still had a long way to go. During that time, I’d usually tell people I played with and for “I wish you could have heard me in my mid twenties.” Fast forward to 2019. I finally decided to get serious about BEING a musician, and I worked my arse off like never before. I can finally say that, right now, I’m better than I’ve EVER been. Not only am I a better player than I was in my twenties. I’m more tasteful. And I have a much better ear... for melody... for tone... for nuance. So, yeah, maybe I had to grow into it. But, for now at least, I’m primarily a Strat man. Yep, hooked on quack.