Big Muff Pi
Three years ago when I started Fool, the only way I could raise enough money to get it off the ground was by selling nearly all the instruments and effects that I'd accumulated over the last thirty years.
In some cases that felt liberating. You kind of end up making that stuff a part of you, even though some of the purchases were made when I was a much different person. I don't know about anyone else, but once I own something I just find ways to make it work for whatever I need to do, even if it's kind of not the right solution. However, with the old stuff gone, it's been nice occasionally buying something new to sink into.
Case in point, these discontinued reissue Electro-Harmonix Big Muff Pi NYC pedals were being blown out by Sam Ash for $80 with free shipping and I couldn't help myself. I've built Big Muff clones, but I've never owned a real one before. This actually sounds pretty awesome.
Barring some disaster, I'll be making this work for whatever I need to do (involving fuzz) right up until I stop needing to do things.
Big Muff Pi
Three years ago when I started Fool, the only way I could raise enough money to get it off the ground was by selling nearly all the instruments and effects that I'd accumulated over the last thirty years.
In some cases that felt liberating. You kind of end up making that stuff a part of you, even though some of the purchases were made when I was a much different person. I don't know about anyone else, but once I own something I just find ways to make it work for whatever I need to do, even if it's kind of not the right solution. However, with the old stuff gone, it's been nice occasionally buying something new to sink into.
Case in point, these discontinued reissue Electro-Harmonix Big Muff Pi NYC pedals were being blown out by Sam Ash for $80 with free shipping and I couldn't help myself. I've built Big Muff clones, but I've never owned a real one before. This actually sounds pretty awesome.
Barring some disaster, I'll be making this work for whatever I need to do (involving fuzz) right up until I stop needing to do things.