The feeling of having been chosen was nice. As it was the confirmation that we had been chosen for real when that board got to the Shank Instruments workshop and when they explained to me the value it had for the guy who had just unloaded it from the boot of his car. An object full of emotional value, capable of transforming an even more “noble” object, if possible, as a walnut Telecaster is. The table of the living room of your parents, who passed away, where you have had lunch and chatted, discussed, quarrelled, played and studied for years. You grow up and you can even live on a wooden table, in my opinion. And it is nice to know you have been chosen to become a piece of a story like that. Let’s Play.