I still have one of the drivers and the amp but the cabinets are long gone. We also built two great 1 x 12″ cabinets fitted with Goodmans 12PG drivers that we bought from somewhere in London.

Eventually my Dad and I built a 100W amp from a kit from Crescent Radio in Wood Green, London. The tuners were three a side open type with white (plastic?) buttons.Īs the Egmond was a semi-acoustic I didn’t need an amp at first. At the other end of the strap I’m afraid it was the Country-and-western-shoelace-round-headstock deal. It had a floating bridge and a tailpiece attached to the back of the guitar with a wooden strap button pushed into a hole in the guitar. The guitar had a single cutaway, and two F holes but only one was visible as the other was hidden under the scratchplate. Don’t ask me how I know that I guess I was inquisitive when I was younger (nothing changes!). The neck was held on with a huge single screw and spring assembly and a small crew through the fingerboard hidden under one of the fret markers. You could take the whole thing off with about three screws. I loved the colour and the shape and it had this clunky white scratchplate contraption fitted with a single pickup with tone and volume control. I can’t really comment on the playability of the guitar as I didn’t really have anything to compare it to. I have no idea if the shop is still there.

I spent many an hour (and many £££) in that shop over the next few years. The guitar came from the only real music shop in my town – Delmars Music Shop, in Darkes Lane, Potters Bar, Hertfordshire, UK. I was so pleased that apparently I took it to bed with me that night. It cost my mum a whole week’s wages (£20.78 for the guitar and a soft case – I still have the receipt!) and she bought it as a complete surprise for me. …I wish I’d kept hold of the Egmond – they are quite sought after now it seems… That was back in January of 1974 and the guitar in question was an Egmond Lucky 7 Semi-Acoustic in a beautiful cherry red. Actually it was my second guitar the first was a complete junker from a jumble sale, so we’ll ignore that one, but as my mum thought I had a flair for the guitar she bought me a “proper” guitar. This article was submitted by Guitar Jar contributor: Mark Angel

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