You know the one where they said

Mine was when I thought the song was in the key of S.

Apparently, I was wrong in what I thought was my main instrument...

Mi To

My instrument was in Maine, but I was in New Jersey.  

Iron Man on my Kent electric and Sears amp. About 5 years after my classic period.

Tuning.  The pegs on the brand new electric were very hard to turn.... so being the industrious do it yourselfer that I am.... I went and got my daddy's pliers..... and cranked on the high E peg....... crack....... the plastic busted off the peg....
 
I tried several fixes, none of which worked..... filed the peg so it had a flat side.... melted plastic and tried to form a new peg...... nope....
 
I had to use vise-grips to tune it....and usually ended up about 3 steps low and used a capo to play in the right keys.....
 
a few drops of oil rather than using pliers would have solved it.....  dang
 
 
 The guitar was $25 brand new at Woolworths.... and the tuning peg assembly was not a common design.... and the cost to repair it right was more than the guitar new..... so I played it "as is" for a year until I got a new professional Harmony electric..... woo hoo!!!
 
 

bapu
You know the one where they said

You guys must be Pro's.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I still keep getting that (You're Doing It Wrong)......all the time .
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
........but, I have hope.......
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I've seen America's Got Talent.
 
 

 
 
 
 

When I was 14ish I decided to buy a fret filing kit. Yeah... Never did get rid of the fret buzz on the 14th fret after that. Luckily it was on my cheapy guitar and not my SG. .

 When I was about 10 I took a Bb trumpet to a church with a full choir and a pianist. That was my first experience with different tunings. It sounded like puke trying to play with the piano, duh, it would being a half tuning low and all. I just remember the looks I got from the choir and the pianist. They weren't favorable. I didn't quit though, kept at it and played  gigs with my horn until I stopped playing it. Live and learn...at least that's what is supposed to happen.