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Funkfingers
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Re: Our guitars better than the guitarists of the late 60's and early 70's-why upgrad
Not exactly. IMO, this thread has been absurd most of the way through.
You began with this assertion.
By post #22, you are back on the trail of your personal favourite Clapton guitar tone, contradicting your opening assertion.
Another assertion. One that does not further your argument one way or another. Of course, we all crave novelty from time to time. Even somebody with the supposedly perfect guitar and amplification could become jaded with it.
Finally, a direct question (or two).
Having invited opinions, the polite thing to do would be to wait for them to roll in. See whether any of the suggestions are of any help to you.
Since things have already reductio-ed ad absurdum, there is only one place left to go. Bring on the dead banjo-pickin' watercolourist.
Reductio ad absurdum?
Not exactly. IMO, this thread has been absurd most of the way through.
You began with this assertion.
I should be concentrating more on my playing and less with the constant fascination of modifying and tweaking this and that or worse buying endless new gear.
By post #22, you are back on the trail of your personal favourite Clapton guitar tone, contradicting your opening assertion.
for some reason, I am driven to keep upgrading with the false hope that the next thing will get me that magic tone when the truth is not in gear but in my fingers and hands.
Another assertion. One that does not further your argument one way or another. Of course, we all crave novelty from time to time. Even somebody with the supposedly perfect guitar and amplification could become jaded with it.
do any of you experience this and what do you do to refocus on playing vs. the quest for Holy Grail of gear?
Finally, a direct question (or two).
Having invited opinions, the polite thing to do would be to wait for them to roll in. See whether any of the suggestions are of any help to you.
Since things have already reductio-ed ad absurdum, there is only one place left to go. Bring on the dead banjo-pickin' watercolourist.