A few years ago, I was invited to provide a song at a a funeral.
No problem… I arrived at the venue. … a beautiful Catholic Church.
Being new to that branch of theology, I was surprised when the priest let me know the organist failed to show. He implored me to play all the responses the organist would have provided.
I had no idea how to help him, and with great disgust, he turned on heel and took his leave.
The only time I know of that my guitar could be considered a weapon of mass destruction.