“You know who Thurston Moore is, from Sonic Youth?” Charlie Lorenzi, the manager for Herb David Guitar Studio asks. It’s almost a rhetorical question. Thurston Moore, one of Rolling Stone Magazine's "Greatest Guitarists of All Time" and founder of Sonic Youth, the groundbreaking noise-rock band of the ’90s?

“Well, he bought a Ron Asheton signature guitar from us yesterday,” Lorenzi says, as if it was an everyday occurrence, as phenomenal as a kid buying a Snickers bar. “And Jack White, from the White Stripes, he buys stuff here when he comes to town,” Lorenzi adds.

Herb David himself, white-haired and garbed in a turtleneck, is sitting in an office chair nearby, engaged in the conversation. He nods in agreement. “People of the ’60s who hung out here were Bob Dylan and Joni Mitchell, Sun Ra, Phil Ochs,” he says, listing off names as if these legendary music icons were old friends he bummed around with once upon a time. Which is actually pretty much what happened.

“Bob Dylan played here once, and we all thought that he wrote good songs but he can’t play worth a darn and he smelled bad,” David admits, chuckling. “He was trying to be like Woody Guthrie, a wanderer,” he says, suggesting that Dylan’s smell was the result of his itinerant habits and inability to get a good shower once in a while.

Lorenzi and David are talking in the unseen recesses of Herb David Guitar Studio, in a loft with angled wooden ceilings and walls lined with shelves piled high with lumber for guitar-making. It’s dusty in here, but in a way that suggests loving use — the room is filled with hand-crafted lutes, broken mandolins and works-in-progress still hanging around the workbench.

David’s guitar studio has been in Ann Arbor since the 1960s, a vital place and time for the cultural and musical revolution of that seminal decade. David himself was a central figure in the burgeoning music scene. “Music was our life, our literature, our politics — free from conformity,” he said. “(It was) a big deal in the ’60s. That’s the way we felt. Music was going to change the whole world.” People came to David’s shop not only for the Ann Arbor scene, but to hang out with David, a local celebrity himself.

“Newsweek did an article about me, and I was on the front page of a lot of newspapers across the country and other magazines,” he said. He says he has been written about in The Washington Post, and he’s made appearances on popular TV shows including “The Today Show.” After all that press, word quickly got around about David and his workshop — the then-central hub of the music revolution that once met in an Ann Arbor basement.

The city hosted a completely different scene back then. Jimi Hendrix played at the Fifth Dimension, a now-defunct club that used to be at Huron and Main Street. The Grateful Dead put on shows at Crisler Arena. Frank Zappa played at Hill Auditorium. And the Canterbury House, the recording location of Neil Young’s newest live disc, used to be in Nickels Arcade. It’s hard to imagine these legendary names being attached to real flesh-and-blood twenty-somethings you could pass while walking down the street.

David looks through his notes, trying to place Hendrix’s Ann Arbor on the Ann Arbor we know today. He reads from a yellow notebook page that contains graphite scrawls in his loose, loopy handwriting: “The scene of State Street, Saturday night, April 1964. Never been more music anywhere or any time or any place. People on their way to catch some jams, the streets crowded."

“There were long-haired punks in tight black leather pants — and they had to be tight — beatniks, hippies, some in orange robes hung with beads ringing cymbals and gongs, chanting mantras: ‘Om padma, padma om.’ There were folkies in penny loafers, bell-bottoms, chinos, hair cut short, combed back neatly.