Quick OT: bandmate around 1983 had a ‘57 Les Paul Jr. that was in the equipment truck from Atlanta to a club called The Treasure Ship in Panama City Beach, FL. It was August and probably 110 degrees in the truck (and you already know where I’m going with this). We get there, load into the club, which they kept at a nice brisk 68 degrees. An hour afterward he opens his case and...snapped neck. He glued it back together but it was never the same.
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