Addict Guitars

Light many lamps and gather round his bed.
Lend him your eyes, warm blood, and will to live.
Speak to him; rouse him; you may save him yet.
He’s young; he hated war; how should he die
When cruel old campaigners win safe through?

But death replied: “I choose him.” So he went,
And there was silence in the summer night;
Silence and safety; and the veils of sleep.
Then, far away, the thudding of the guns.

–Siegfried Sassoon

If you would like to own an Addict guitar, please use the contact page to get in touch and we can discuss it 🙂   Cheers!   Chris