Posted by mike d.
Filed in RockStar
Whoa. The sound from that amp and speaker set is heavy. The amp runs with two channels. The first is labeled ‘orange’, the second ‘red.’ I’ve set it up so that Orange runs clean and Red runs distorted. The distortion has such a powerful powerful growl. I’ve never played anything so brutal before. It really is stunning.
The volume doesn’t impress me most. Sure, you can crank Zeus up to a very mighty loud, but it’s really the high quality rumble that makes Zeus worth it.
I have to play around more with the settings because there are a ton. You can change the sound from spongy to bold, you can add Presence, or change from silicon to vacuum tubes, and that’s all before I try and introduce the VOX tonelab into the mix.
yeah, the House of Rock just got a little more rock.
Cindy recently got her own condo out in Chicago. It’s hip and wild and she is, as one would expect, rather excited.
One of the first things that needed to happen, was a lock change. This is Cindy’s story.
I had a guy come over to change the locks. This is an important step in any new home ownership and I felt like I had it under control. The guy had a very distinct eastern european-dirty hands-creepy-locksmith-kinda look about him. Anyway, while he was changing the locks, he asked “where is your husband?” and i was so flustered by the question i didn’t know what to say… I think I managed a “what husband?”
and then he asked me out.
I replied “uhm you’re married” because he totally had a ring on.
“oh that, don’t worry about that, come to my apartment and you can see i am very alone”
He really said that! So Awkward! So when i was paying him, cash, he was filling out the form and he wrote my name and address and asked me for phone number. i gave it to him and he wrote it on the form thinking nothing of it… then realized, why would he need my number?
Why? to text me later that night saying “we have a date Friday!”
And i had a pile of boxes in my place of course, so i had offered him the boxes i had because he said he was moving so he texts me again last night to say “i forgot the boxes, can i stop by tomorrow?”
I really had no clue that I was giving him so many openings.
I thought i was better than that
I’m disappointed in myselfAlso, it’s really creepy when you realize the guy stalking you was the very same man who changed the locks on your front door.
I’ll keep you posted if there are any new developments.




