You want an audience who cares about the shape of your guitar's headstock?
That is a great line. It could almost be a Country song, maybe something like:
They came to see a good lookin' man, with a soothing voice and a summer tan.
They hoped for love, but settled for beer. He sounded better as night drew near.
He picked up his favorite axe, and as he sang those fateful tracks,
What he mistook for adoring fans were hateful, spiteful guitar clans.
He played his heart out
He bared his soul
He gave his all
Little did he know
When it came down to it
They weren't there to rock
That audience cared more about the shape {
dramatic pause}
of his guitar's headstock!
