It must have been 25 years ago or more when I saw the BC Rich Stealth in the instrument pages at the back of Sounds (a long-dead newspaper-format weekly music mag, brilliant in its heyday). It was pure metal, the odd shaped Gibsons I love, the V and Explorer are still a bit old-man guitar, but this six-stringed ninja star was just impractically wonderful, you couldn’t stand without your feet two yards apart playing this.
Of course it never came to the Glasgow shops so I could never even try one, I got a slightly less pointed Ibanez on my way to old-man guitar heaven in the shape of a Les Paul and I forgot all about the pointy dreams of youth.
Until… I walked into GuitarGuitar in Glasgow the other day and there’s a reissue BC Rich Stealth with the original curvy headstock (BC Rich’s have headstocks these days that look like the bits of paper left over from someone cutting out a people holding hands paper chain thing, or maybe like a broken bottle put through a laminator), and oh my god, it’s in sparkly purple.
I was wiping a tear for my lost youth from my eye with one hand and fumbling for my empty wallet with the other. Now, what can I sell to get this pointless pointy joy…