Ohio - Rock and Roll Hall of Fame

You'll notice that I hardly said anything about the museum itself. It's mostly because I can't really remember too much about it. I know that there were a lot of guitars, miscellaneous music memorabilia (album covers, artifacts, newspaper clippings), outfits from musicians past to present, informative videos, displays, and all sorts of random music stuff. I was impressed by the information, but I also thought that it was lacking. I think that it was mostly due to the fact that there is so much music stuff and so many places to put it. If it were all placed at this central location (and this location itself is debatable) you would need the world's largest building to hold it all. You would also need the people/company that is holding the memorabilia to "give" it to the museum so that it could be put on display. With multiple museums set up around the world (example: Graceland) this would be impossible. I actually thought for this to be "The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame" it would have more stuff. The best thing in the entire museum was the video presentation that named/played video and song clips from the performers/non-performers/influences/sidemen that were inducted into the Hall along with the year inducted. When you walked out of the theater through a dark hallway, the artists' signatures shone through a black-glass wall and provided the light you needed to make it back to the museum. It was as if their names showed an enlightened and heavenly path towards rock and roll glory.

Tim saw Eric Clapton's name on this guitar and instantly gave it a thumbs down without taking the time to peruse the rest of the guitar. It's not that Tim hates Clapton, it's just that he doesn't care for his popular garbage like "Wonderful Tonight."

Jenny was all about this Grateful Dead guitar. Each of us found a guitar that represented the genre of music that we all loved. Jenny appreciated all of the pretty colors, teddy bears, and skulls that adorned this giant guitar

After close inspection, Tim found out that many other guitar greats (like Jimmy Hendrix) had their name and logos inscribed on the guitar. He learned right there to take everything beyond face value and did a rock star jump to salute the past and present guitar gods.

The four of us stood outside the house of rock and posed for a obligatory "we were there" photograph. For us to all be in it, we needed to ask a fellow tourist to kindly take our picture, which of course, they did.

Home

The fine city of Cleveland looked on as we explored one of it's finer venues. I wish that I could say something bad about the city (I'm a bit of a pessimist) but on that day, I found absolutely nothing wrong with this place. Despite what people say, I enjoyed my brief stay in Cleveland.

And so we left the Rock and Roll Museum in search of greener pastures and to accomplish what we set out to do - attend the wedding of a longtime family friend. Before we knew it, we'd be back at the hotel and partying it up with our the Mueller family.