I walk into Steve’s Music store, fight my way through the narrow rooms packed with every instrument known to man, and find the guitar/bass amp’s section. I’m looking for a 15/30 Watt practice amp that I can play in my apartment without the neighbor’s calling the police. I’m not an expert but I’ve owned a couple instruments/amps/gear and a been around musician friends all my life.
Steve’s is known for its hardcore music loving employees, who you feel often work there just to be closer to the music scene. It has an obvious history the instant you walk in the door, with warped floors (from a few too many marshall/orange stacks) and it’s floor to ceiling product display approach. You can feel the “obsession with music” in the place.
A older salesman walks up to me, offers a couple choices that meet my modest needs & are within my price range, then says those magic words… “You wanna hear what this one sounds like?” Within seconds he has a Fender Strat down from the wall, patched in, and starts wailing away. Plays a couple red-hot licks from AC/DC, Sabbath and some Stevie Ray Vaughn.
It was the cliché of the guitar store, the older salesman showing off an item by pulling out some crazy chops.. with that whole “You could be playing like this!!!” feeling to it. I enjoyed it for what it was – a scene out of the imaginary sequel to “Hi Fidelity” where Cusack works in a guitar store selling Dean Markely strings to the greats of the next great music genre, jaded and snobby as hell but unable to leave for the love of it all.
I bought the amp, not because of his “skillz” but cause it was 120$ and small enough to hide away in our apt. Time to try and learn to play my beautiful Yamaha AEX 520. I’ll let you know how it goes and how many times I turn on the “Metal Stack” setting.