February 1, 2009 § Leave a comment
Went out last night to listen to some music. Not from an iPod wired DJ or from plastic discs spinning round laser or needle, but from amplifiers, custom gauge, nickle wound strings, fuzz effect pedals, and Weatherking Coated Ambassador drum heads. The screech of distortion, crash of the hickory on polished brass, thump of the wobbly E string bouncing on the the metallic blue bass neck–nothing like it.
Back to school on Monday. How many times has this process matured through the years?
For now CDs at home must do till next weekend. Out.