I Love my Strats. Always have and always will.
BUT.. One frin freekin freezing winter in Chacago I walked into a guitar store that only sold premier instruments and there was this one guitar I'd always dreamed of picking up and playing.
The salesman saw me eyeing it lustfully and said "Hey buddy, ya wanna plug it in?"
Of course I did so he set me up aith a lovely genuine 1953 Deluxe and this "Guitar of the Gods"..
It was like playing a pece of Noah's Ark strung with barbed wire and a neck that puts any self-respecting Telephone Pole to shame.
Eina.. I was humiliated..
Hats off to Stevie.. to play this monster you truly do have to be a god..