I bought my first 'real' guitar at Sam Ash's store down the street from my grandmother's apartment in Manhattan back in 1966. Yeah, sure -- I wanted to be George Harrison or some other rock star, but the reality was I thought if I could play an instrument I might have a better chance of getting laid for the first time. It kinda sorta worked out for me,too, but that's story for another day.
Between online sellers, retail theft run rampant and unpunishable and minimalized margins on products, they couldn't keep on keeping on. This is a true loss for many people.
Thanks Ash family - we knew you well...
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Very Sad. Getting a guitar saved me from suicide.
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