This site is a ramble written by a former guitar craftsman.

Nice to meet you and thank you for visiting our site.

I write based on my personal subjective view.

Of course, there may be some mistakes.

In that case, I would appreciate it if you could point it out to me.

This site is a record of what the lost administrator challenges, studies, researches, makes, fixes, plays…


I would like to make this site mainly a record of what I have done.

There are also unrelated memorandums and soliloquies. I’m a bit of a wanderer, but I hope you enjoy the site.

About the administrator

Nice to meet you, I’m “Ponkotsu Goma”.

It’s a bit long, so if you don’t care about me, please skip it.


I live in Kansai. I’m ashamed to say it, but I came back to my parents’ house for various reasons.
I did play the acoustic guitar. Started playing a little again.
Played a little darts.
My working memory is quite low.
He often makes mistakes.
This is the kind of person I am.


I was interested in a guitar that was sold at a flea market a long time ago.

I took it to a music store, and they made it playable for the time being.

I say “for the time being” because the neck was shaved and difficult to play.

It was a guitar that I couldn’t even fix, but I was able to play it.

I don’t know if I was impressed or not because I had few emotional ups and downs, but I remember thinking it was amazing.


Looking back now, I wonder how I could have bought a guitar like that (laughs).

But I practiced a lot with it. I didn’t get that good at it.


But that guitar was the start,

Why is it making a sound?
What do you mean by different sound? Isn’t it the same?
Then what is a good sound?
I started to wonder.

I somehow began to want to make it and fix it.


I was a person who didn’t even know the difference between sounds, but I couldn’t think of anything else to do, so I somehow started moving in the direction of making guitars.

I went to a guitar-making school and was lucky enough to get a job at a guitar factory, where I worked for 11 years.

However, I left the company, and after some twists and turns, I am now moving from job to job in a variety of unrelated fields.


The people at the factory were good people. I still keep in touch with them from time to time.


However, after quitting, I tried many things to change, but they didn’t seem to work. I didn’t know what I was doing, I didn’t know what I was thinking, I had no motivation to do anything, and my body stopped moving.

Was it burnout or just clunkiness?

I became depressed and then I lost a lot of things.

When one falls, it is only for a moment.


But now I manage to connect my days.

Sometimes I fall suddenly, but I manage to do it.



Maybe I shouldn’t have quit my guitar manufacturing job, but the past doesn’t come back.

What can I do? I am still in a state of confusion, wondering what my value is and what I like about myself.

Recently, however, I realized that the experiences I have accumulated are quite important to me.

What I thought was useless may be a stabilizer for me.


My vocabulary and writing skills are not very good, but I hope to grow in this area as well.

I am happy if anyone can sympathize or find it helpful, even though it is poorly written.

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