Guitars Of The Week:
The Week of September, 4 2000 through September, 11 2000

Maple Top on Mahogany - Cobra
Honey Burst with Binding

The flight was a long one—from Los Angeles to Hong Kong, Hong Kong to Bangkok, from there to Kathmandu. In total it took 23 ½-hours to arrive in Nepal. Our party rendezvoused at a specified point in the city. We picked up the additional supplies needed, kerosene for our camp stoves and food—lots of it. This was an expedition to the highest point on earth—Mount Everest. The next day we made our way to the city of Kodari. From there it was a two-day, 4-wheel drive bus ride on a dirt road that got us to the pack station at 10,500-feet above sea level. All of the supplies were then loaded onto yaks. Each yak was packed with two duffel bags totaling 70 pounds for each animal. Yaks are amazing animals. They are extremely surefooted and can carry loads up to 20,000 feet in elevation. No other animal can equal this kind of performance. Our yaks would go as far as 17,000 feet where we would set up base camp.

It was at base camp that I learned of the legendary existence of a “wise-man.” It is said that this man processes the answers to all of life’s mysteries and a single meeting with an openhearted individual can align one’s life with the source of universal harmony. Okay, let’s see…climb a mountain or learn the secret of all of life, which to choose?

I parted company with the expedition party. One of the Sherpa guides, Cameron, accompanied me in my search for this mythical man. We headed east along the ridge, turned north into a shallow valley and ascended a sheer rock wall on the valley’s far side. There atop this sheer rock wall stood a temple. It was rather large with an aged look yet immaculately kept. We walked up the long, steep stone stairway to the large, red front door. As I reached to knock, the door was opened. There stood a small, dark complexioned man dressed in a saffron colored robe. He spoke softly and happily. He said, “We have been waiting for you.” That struck me as curious because, to my knowledge, they did not know we were coming. I smiled back and asked if the legend was true. “Is there a holy man who can be found here?” As he turned and motioned us to follow him, the man of the door delightedly smiled back and responded, “Oh yes there is, oh yes there is.”

We were led to a large room. In the center of the room was a huge rectangular wooden table filled to overflowing with food. We ate. It was delicious. We slept upon soft straw mats on the floor that night and awoke refreshed as the sunlight broke over the mountaintops.

Although everyone seemed to be awake, the temple was totally quiet for an hour after the dawn. We were served fresh fruit and breads. After we ate, the man from the front door stepped into the room and said, “The holy one would like to see you now.” We excitedly agreed and were led down a long hallway. As we neared the end, the hall opened into a large round room with a high domed ceiling. There was a door at the far end and many people of all nationalities were waiting for an audience with the man on the other side of the door.

We were led through the crowd and through the door. There, a man of medium height with shoulder length, salt and pepper, hair greeted us. His eyes sparkled and he said, “Please sit, I have been waiting for this for a long time.” “So have I,” I said slowly. “I would like to know how to be in harmony with the universe at all times.” He leaned forward from his waste and spoke softly as if he were imparting a great secret. He said, “The snake is the secret to perfect harmony.” Oh no, I thought to myself. Have I come all this way just to see an Indian snake charmer? He laughed as though he knew what I was thinking and reached around behind his back. He pulled forth a beautiful Tom Anderson, Honey Burst, Cobra. He said Honey Burst is his favorite color because it reminds him of a Tibetan sunset.

Its perfectly playing mahogany neck has a strikingly gorgeous African rosewood fingerboard with streaks of color running its entire length. It is loaded with our own H1- neck humbucking and H2+ bridge pickups for loads of mid-focused power and fantastic splitting capabilities. The unplugged tone was as rich as they come—full, round and strong with a gentle clarity that allows you to always be heard through the band. Man did I feel silly when he said, “Aren’t you Roy from Tom Anderson Guitarworks.” I replied that I was. “I read ‘Guitar of the Week’ every week. That is what helped me to decide that a Cobra should be my first Anderson. Of course you know that a Cobra, with the Buzz Feiten Tuning System, is the secret to perfect harmonies.” I nodded. I certainly could not disagree. He shared a few other spiritual secrets that we can get to at another time.

As we were about to take our leave of him, he looked deep into Cameron’s eyes and said, “Please take this Cobra with you. There is someone who will benefit from owning it…and I can materialize another one.” We weren’t quite sure what he meant by that—but okay.

Cameron was so thrilled, he was almost skipping as we made our way back to base camp. I found out, on our way back down, that Cameron is not a real Sherpa. He was on vacation here too and actually works at Grandma’s Music in Albuquerque, New Mexico. This blessed guitar should be there with him right now.

Can you believe that—a wise man with a Tom Anderson guitar? Why should that surprise me? What else would he play? After all, he is a wise man!


 MODEL: – Cobra

 FINISH: – Honey Burst with Binding

 BODY WOOD: – Maple Top with Mahogany Back


 NECK WOOD: – Mahogany with African Rosewood Fingerboard

 HEADSTOCK COLOR: – Matching Color


 NECK BACKSHAPE: – Cobra Standard

 NUT WIDTH: – 1 11/16th-inch

 SCALE LENGTH: – 24 3/4th-inch

 FRETS: – Heavy

 BRIDGE: – Fixed Bridge


 PICKGUARD: – n/a




 SWITCHING: – Cobra Standard




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