Had the house to myself tonight, and finally got to open up my amp (XXX) with its new cab: a Genz Benz that arrived seven days ago from Tetsuo.
My hands were bothering me today (the weather? the two hours I spent this morning boxing up my 5150 for SeventhSon, when I would have sworn that I was nearly finished boxing it already?) so I knew it was going to be nothing but sloppy: so instead of finesse, I opted for the SG and its 'big' 10s.
After about a 1/2 hour of warming up, the sun finally went down and I started to feel like getting some real volume. So I started working the master up, playing another 15 minutes or so, then working it up some more.
Finally, I really felt like I had the top down: amp and cab were really breathing, window and door glass was rattling, and I was at the edge of my ears' unprotected comfort level. And bad hands be damned, the stuff was coming out of me, you know?
When I was done, I went through my normal shut down routine and went to get something to eat. Later, I thought, "hey, I never saw how high I turned up the amp" so I went to turn on the light and check.
What would I find? Five? Probably, I thought. Six? Maybe. Seven or Eight? I really didn't think so, but who knows?
The last time that I really let loose with it was in a much smaller room through the 5150 4X12, and by five (1/2 way) I a) needed hearing protection, and b) needed to pick my modest yet serviceable penis up off the floor and go to the ER to have it reattached.
So, what did I find tonight?
Three and 1/2. Four, maybe, depending on the angle you looked at the knob. But a solid 3 1/2.
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My hands were bothering me today (the weather? the two hours I spent this morning boxing up my 5150 for SeventhSon, when I would have sworn that I was nearly finished boxing it already?) so I knew it was going to be nothing but sloppy: so instead of finesse, I opted for the SG and its 'big' 10s.
After about a 1/2 hour of warming up, the sun finally went down and I started to feel like getting some real volume. So I started working the master up, playing another 15 minutes or so, then working it up some more.
Finally, I really felt like I had the top down: amp and cab were really breathing, window and door glass was rattling, and I was at the edge of my ears' unprotected comfort level. And bad hands be damned, the stuff was coming out of me, you know?
When I was done, I went through my normal shut down routine and went to get something to eat. Later, I thought, "hey, I never saw how high I turned up the amp" so I went to turn on the light and check.
What would I find? Five? Probably, I thought. Six? Maybe. Seven or Eight? I really didn't think so, but who knows?
The last time that I really let loose with it was in a much smaller room through the 5150 4X12, and by five (1/2 way) I a) needed hearing protection, and b) needed to pick my modest yet serviceable penis up off the floor and go to the ER to have it reattached.
So, what did I find tonight?
Three and 1/2. Four, maybe, depending on the angle you looked at the knob. But a solid 3 1/2.
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