One night, in June 1908, it came, hurtling to Earth, trailing fire through the heavens. With a noise like the screaming of angels it crashed through the atmosphere. It exploded just before it hit the ground, with an incandescent flash so bright that it turned the night into day for just a moment. The shockwaves travelled back and forth across the world for hours, and in places as far away as the Australian outback, wild dogs barked their protest at the sky in response to this intrusion from beyond.
The crater was smaller than one might have expected, although still quite significant in size, due to the nature of the atmospheric explosion. Had the object actually impacted upon the Earth’s surface, there’s no doubt that a considerable amount of seismic activity would have been triggered across the globe. Trees were flattened for miles around, due to the blast, and there was a clear and measurable radiation spike as one approached ground zero.
Nobody ever knew what it was that came to Earth that night, perhaps we’ll never know. However, shortly after people started to do something very strange. They started to experiment with ways to electrify their musical instruments. The first crude attempts to attach telephone transmitters to violins and banjos were patented in the 1910s, and just two decades later the solid body electric guitar entered the world. Some whisper that the spirit of rock n’ roll came to Earth that fateful night in 1908, and that the music that followed changed the world. Some tell of a shard from that lost rock that came crashing through our skies, that has since been forged into a guitar pick that’s been handed down from guitar playing legend to guitar playing legend throughout the last one hundred years.
However, this is not the story of that guitar pick.
This is just a tribute.