Behold, the dreadnought that emerged not from a factory line, but from a half-century-old prophecy hidden in the Japanese mountains. The Yairi workshop stumbled onto a stash of perfectly aged Honduran mahogany that Mr. Yairi himself had tucked away like a dragon guarding tonewood treasure. Pair that with AAAA Adirondack spruce, and you’ve basically got a guitar that laughs at time, scoffs at mediocrity, and whispers: “Play me, mortal.”
This DYM60HD isn’t just warm and balanced—it’s the kind of warmth that could thaw a Shinto shrine in midwinter. The low end is massive enough to rattle the spirit world, while the trebles float like lanterns over a quiet river. Light in weight, loud in projection, and built so well it practically intonates your soul, this dreadnought feels alive in your hands.
Appointed with ebony everywhere you’d want it (bridge, fingerboard, headstock veneer) and locked down with Gotoh 510 tuners so smooth they might be greased with kami tears, this guitar is every bit the mythical beast Alvarez-Yairi meant it to be.
It’s in excellent condition, comes with its original hardshell case, and is ready to transport you straight to the tonal afterlife.
Play long enough and you might forget you’re not in Kyoto, under a cherry blossom tree, watching dragons nod in approval.