To me, music is experienced best when loud, no doubt. Loud enough so you can hear all the subtleties upon the air in which a song was recorded.
An amp, a loud amp, more specifically a Fender Blues Jr. with some delay and a little distortion - now there is a good friend I really miss.
I’ve only played with amps a couple of times. I try to avoid them until I can play decently, even when there’s no one else at home. Today I went to the basement and played around with the pedals, tone, and all the different knobs on the amp. I still can’t get anything that sounds similar to some…
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