Meet Florentine.

Honestly, this little lady has everything I could ever want in an acoustic. She's beautiful, old, unique, and sings just wonderfully. She's an old Victorian (who's factory has long since shut down in the early 80's) made guitar, comprised with completely solid woods. Spruce top, rosewood back and sides, and a nice piece of mahogany for the neck. Also worth mentioning is the double bounded rosewood, and the lightly stained ebony fretboard and bridge. I'm unsure of her exact date of birth, but considering the location of the manufacturer, and the sharp florentine cutaway (hence her name), I think it's safe to date her slightly under 30 years.

She took a little getting used to play, and needs a bit of a setup, but she sounds like a dream. The tension on the upper frets are a little hard, but nothing a truss rod adjustment can't fix. The only problem is, Jean designed his own unique truss rod wrench, to fit between one of the bracings that is in the way of the rod. Something only a bloody Frenchman could think of. Nevertheless, each string is defined so well when strummed, she makes Martin sound like he's got a sock in his mouth.

It's funny, Cain was telling me how God knew exactly what he likes. When he first met his wife, he said to himself, "I want to marry a woman like that!" Indeed, God knew how much I wanted a rosewood back and side acoustic, but when I had the chance to get a Chinese made Guild two years ago, He told me "No." Even though the deal was phenominal. Ah... So there was something better after-all. King's talking about waiting... And it is worth it I suppose. I just hope I can wait long enough for other things/persons/person.

Still, I've got one pretentious cat, and three wonderful guitars. (No amps). I couldn't be happier :) Thanks God!