By Tim Mrak I am an old guitar hanging on the wall of a south side pawn shop.. out of tune and dusty, with scratchy pots and a warped neck, not plugged in for years… I got a 60 hz hum and a few dead frets….. Hey, Wait!! Don’t look at that Fender over there. You can’t afford that! Look at meee!!! Come back here … Continue reading 1958