yeah those chubby guys with "skullets" that work at GC can actually hook you up really good if you talk to 'em right. Theyre makin a commision, you can get a bill or two takin off the top, not to mention the electronic tuners, strings and chords they throw in. When GC came to my town they literally opened up next door to our beloved mom and pop guitar shop, a shop with outrageous prices and big hair 80's metal freak employees - just alot of wankery. of course the shop didnt last more than a few months, but GC offered everyone of those boys management positions at GC and everyone of them refused. knowing those guys theyre prolly biffed out on toot somewhere pissin and moanin about it still.
my only beef with GC is the noise inside, 5-10 kids all playing different KnickelCreed and StaindBack songs over each other. The volume knobs just seem to keep getting turned clockwise in an epic battle to see who can out 1 finger drop D barre chord each other. I find bringing this up to the salesman i might be talking too is a great ice-breaker, they love to laugh at that one, even though its a cheap joke.
they see so many "soccer moms" buying "squire packs" that anyone with a bit of advanced knowledge is a warm suprise.
I'm not too keen on the small shops these days. Most, sadly, seem to have forgotten their only advantage is customer service. The small shops I used to go to now either are disgruntled by GC and Sam or they are acting like elitists. Bah
so true strummin'