My brush with a Hauser Sr.

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While I’ve been posting about guitar stuff…

Since I’ve been attempting to play and hopefully make a classical guitar, I’ve been searching for this picture. My friend had a copy he just sent me. I haven’t seen this pic in at least 9 years.

If you believe it, I’m holding a 1939 Hermann Hauser Sr. guitar. It was a 38 or 39, I can’t remember specifically. Look at the figure on that top!

This was on a trip to Germany in March 2002. I’d been there a couple times with my good friend Paul who taught music composition at a university there for a few years. He made a lot of good friends there, mostly musicians. That year our friend Barthold took us to visit his friend. What a house! He owned several Mercedes dealerships, had a doctorate in art of some sort, and was a great musician. It was low key, just a few people having some drinks. After a house tour, he started pulling guitars out of a room and playing them. I was milling around looking at all the art and antiques he had. The 3rd guitar or so, I noticed a huge difference that made me stop and go check out his playing. The sound just filled the room, I had never heard anything like it. Well it was this guitar. After he stopped playing, he told us about the guitar and the crazy story of how he got it. To make it short he had a few Hausers he bought and sold before he found the year he wanted.

I was a bass player, not a guitar player (guess I still am). But I remember it vividly. Wish I knew more about guitars back then to really appreciate what he had. But maybe if I did, I wouldn’t have asked to see it. Probably the finest instrument I will ever hold (definitely the most expensive).

Another weird guitar coincidence, two years ago I went back to Germany for the first time since 2002. This time stayed with another friend Peter who lives in a small village out in the country. Walked a couple doors up the street and saw a workshop in his neighbors window. Next time we were outside Peter introduced me to his neighbor, who builds guitars. It was Michel Brück, who turns out to be a fairly well known classical guitar builder.

Sometimes I just have to shake my head… I don’t know if its luck or what. But I am certainly grateful for all of the things that have come my way.

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Beautiful mailbox in Herborn, Germany.  Probably one of my favorite pics of the trip.  What a wonderful town too.  It was so gray out that the pics didn’t turn out very well, but I like this one.  Back home now, up for almost 24 hours trying to beat jet lag.