I ran a Big Muff style fuzz pedal into the 30 watt side of my Bassbreaker 18/30 with the amp volume maxed and it was the single nastiest sound I’ve ever produced. Fuzzy-liscous.



I ran a Big Muff style fuzz pedal into the 30 watt side of my Bassbreaker 18/30 with the amp volume maxed and it was the single nastiest sound I’ve ever produced. Fuzzy-liscous.




Sorry. I couldn’t resist.
It’s been like three weeks since the last time I played my guitar. Finally, I got back to it tonight. Therapy… it is definitely therapy.
I used my new Speaker Soak/Attenuator thing with my huge amp for the first time. You need to turn it WAY down in order to tame the volume enough to really crank the amp without instantly going deaf. It sounded good. A little squishy and compressed, but I only turned the volume up to about eight on the 30 watt channel. I liked it. I recorded rhythm guitars for two songs, just to have something to mess with. The first song was just guitar and nearly cranked amp. The second used the Ryra the Klone as a boost to get a little more overdrive. I liked both sounds. Also of note, the 30 watt channel is usually super trebly, but with the attenuator down low and the volume up high it sounded much better. Granted, the treble knob was on about two and the bass and mids knobs were dimed. Still. Pretty cool.
Dig those glowing vacuum tubes. World War II tech at it’s finest.
I’m not sure how it happened, but this has become the official dinner of Marvel TV on Disney+ nights.

Patches very much wants my shift to be over. She sounds like she’s purring but if you listen close she’s saying:
Punch out, dude.
Punch out, fat boy.
Punch ouuuuuut.

I drove on the highway during the morning rush hour today. That was the first time in just over a year. I wasn’t going to work. I just had to drive to Tewksbury for a quick errand. Still… it was weird. The traffic was light for a rainy Thursday so maybe the pandemic is still happening. That being said, there was a lot of traffic for a state that’s should be shut down. We’re open, just not 100% yet. Foolish mortals.
Note, the pictures were taken on the way home so I was moving in the traffic-free direction.
I saw this guy was just starting to bloom today. I’m going to keep an eye on it.

I’m too tired to think straight or see clearly but I’m cooking dinner on the off chance that Jen might want to kiss the cook.
You gotta be ready, people. You gotta be prepared.


Is there anything more Covid-19 pandemic than the sun reflecting through a bottle of Purell?
Art babie, art.