As we wander the misty paths of life, we sometimes, in moments of impulsivity, part with stuff we should have kept forever. I am a particularly tragic idiot. Somewhere, a village is missing me. My own regrets include a pre-CBS Telecaster that played like the proverbial “buttah”. You can add to that my 335, one of the sweetest guitars you could ever play, two blackface Twin Reverbs, and a Spanish-built classical guitar that was the best classical guitar that I’ve ever played. I could go on and on, but it’s depressing. It has led me to a personal philosophy that forbids ever parting with any gear. So, what gear would you like to have back?