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LucSulla last won the day on August 8 2018

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About LucSulla

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  • Birthday 11/01/1979

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    SuperPro, Korina Standard, Talladega, Cali Elite, LP Custom, LP Traditional, Firebird IV
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    Boogie Mark V and Mark III

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  1. All right, I may be a tad drunk... semester is wrapping up, and I'm listening to tunes. One thing leads to another... A micro manifesto: If you've never heard the Jerry Lee Lewis album Live at the Star Club from 1964, check it out. The version of "Good Golly Miss Molly" on there might as well have been the beginning of punk rock. How exciting is that even, what, 55 years later? The band is hanging on for dear life while this redneck from Louisiana hopped up on enough speed to kill a rhino is just killing. It still translates. Fast forward several decades, and rock became this quantized, click-tracked, bullshit. And bars got all scared about volume - don't want it to make anyone's ears ring. Basically, everything that makes this special has been just sucked out of the genre. It became a product. And folks wonder why it died off. Simple - Rock 'n' Roll cannot be politically correct. It's loud music that's supposed to make you shake your ass, get drunk, and help you take someone home and do filthy things while your ears are ringing away. I'm not even offering that for debate - that's where rock music came from. It's roots are a soundtrack to drinking, dancing, fighting, and fucking (excuse the f-bomb). All that got stripped out, and thus it has wilted on the vine. It's not rap, kids-these-days, or any of that. We let the greatest music-of-the-people ever created lose its soul. I hope someday young folks rediscover how amazing it is to get with a group of your friends and make a really loud noise all together with your hands and throat. Feeling your jeans rattle from an E chord at 115 db the whole band just hit on is about the most fun you can have with your clothes on.
  2. I've had the same thing happen. I got called up at a large bar here to play, and I almost never go up unless I know the gear and the player for the reason you stated. This guy was playing a 335 through a Pink Taco, so I thought, "What the hell. How bad can it be?" First sign things were off was that I was wearing a Morbid Angel shirt, and the drummer gives me the proverbial metalhead quiz. I'm at least 15 years older than this guy, but he does the whole, "Do you like that band or just have the shirt?" with a smirk on his face. "Yeah man, I wrote a good bit of my dissertation listening to Altars of Madness. For some reason, death metal helps me think when I write. I really liked Covenant, but I think that Domination is pretty underrated. I actually thought some of Steve Tucker's stuff was cool too. "Nothing is Not" is a killer tune. Are you a big Pete Sandoval fan?" "Yeah man, I don't really know anyone in the band, I just see people in those shirts that don't listen to metal. I mostly listen to Five Finger Death Punch and Asking Alexandria." I managed to choke down my laughter over that, but we were off to a great start. So the 335 has action that you could drive a car under and strings so rusty that you could probably use them to saw through small tree branches. Plus, it's slung to hang at about knee height and can't be adjusted. Additionally, the Pink Taco is really just a platform for a bunch of digital what not. Great. So I butcher the Chris Stapleton version of "Tennessee Whiskey" (at least I was playing country music in a Morbid Angel shirt at this point) with a guy who, thankfully, I've sat in with before who was also up there for just a song. I told him after the song that I was sorry about playing so badly, and he laughed and said now I know why he only sings with these guys but never takes one of their guitars. We do one more song, and I slink off stage. On top of everything, I had been dumped earlier that week by a chick I've mentioned before here. While I was onstage that night and everything was going wrong was the first inkling that I go that I was also pretty damned devastated about her leaving me. The whole reason I was there was that the place is always packed with hot 20-somethings, and I thought jumping up and paying some tune might take my mind off things and lead to some company afterward to maybe distract me from the heartbreak that was now palpably brewing in my chest. Instead I just walked out pissed at myself, pissed at that guitar, pissed over my girl, and pissed at that metalcore loving poser ass drummer. That was a rough one for sure. My favorite one was I randomly ended up on stage in Nashville about two years ago with Kid Rock's former guitarist, Kenny Olson, pretty damned ripped and having been up to some additional things as well, for some AC/DC and Stones tunes. That time was actually a helluvalot of fun and sounded great. Everyone was super nice and just amazing players. Come to think of it, I was wearing that same shirt that night. Must be something about that Morbid Angel shirt I guess. Another time I sat in with a band in Florence, Italy, and we ended up playing "Sweet Home Alabama" completely spontaneously when they realized they had an American up there from the South who knew it pretty well. I generally hate playing that song, but that was one time that it was really special. Having around 100 Italians and another 30 or 40 of my students all singing along at the outdoor venue on a beautiful Tuscan night is a great memory. That was my first trip outside of the US too. Funny thing is that I've been the guy that came on stage out of nowhere and just blew everyone away more times than I've gotten onstage and just cratered for all to see, but I remember every damn time it went badly way better than when it went right.
  3. After owning a Mark V, I never want anything complicated ever again. Hell, the BE-50 I have is borderline too complicated. I agonize every gig over running it at half-power/triode or full-power/pentode and if I want to throw the diode in the chain or not. I feel like an Fractal or Kemper would give me a nervous breakdown. That being said, I can imagine I'd like playing through one fine. I rehearse with a Vox MV-50 through an old Mesa Thiele cab, and I'm pretty sure I could gig with it pretty easily if I had to. I can only imagine the more expensive solid state stuff is even better these days.
  4. And I feel like most lead guitarists are really just frustrated singers... or maybe that is projection. I'm definitely a dick either way.
  5. A Pre-Peavey Budda SD18 Series II 1x12 Combo. Does everything I need, and it's built like a tank. Seriously, was playing a gig in Austin back over the summer and had it fall out of the back of a Suburban into the parking lot. I thought for sure I was fucked, but nope - it was good to go. It's tumbled over in the back of my truck a time or two as well - after typing this, I think I've realized I really need a road case for it. Side note - I loaned it to a buddy of mine here that does sound at one of the larger local venues, and when he brought it back the next day, he said the thing blew his mind. I've seen him deal with everything from Friedmans to Kempers up there with touring bands, but he said he's never had an amp on stage that cut through a mix that well and was so easy to mix. Sounds good and is built well enough to handle my occasional brain farts. What more could you really want for $700?
  6. Funny, "Final Cut" of that same album does that to me. The guitar solo kills me, but the lyrics are just heavy. I identify with them way too closely. If you ever hear that song playing in my car or house, I am definitely in the middle of going through some shit because I never listen to it otherwise. I have a whole playlist for this. About once a year, I pull out a bunch a favs, drink too much, and wallow in self pity. I guess leaning into it with full force and doing it all at once every now and then is better than always having it on simmer in the background. "I Know" - Fiona Apple "I Hate These Songs" - Dale Watson "Fake Plastic Trees" - Radiohead "Cover Me Up" - Jason Isbell Those all get me. I get a catch just typing their names.
  7. Fuck other forums. I've tried respectfully asking an automotive question on another forum and just been ignored. Never seen that happen here, not matter how N00bish the question.
  8. Right up until they show you who it usually gets you laid by these days.
  9. Yeah, that price for a CS Charvel is not just in the ballpark; I'd say that you're in the infield. They are great guitars.
  10. Saw Corrosion of Conformity in Memphis last nigh. Met Pepper and Mike because they were just hanging out and talking to folks before and after the show. Even though it was a small venue, they seemed to be having a great time. I love it when bands are actually as cool as you hope they're going to be. Editing to Add that it's also cool you don't have to pay for a VIP ticket just to say thanks for the music and get a shirt signed.
  11. LucSulla

    Eric Otten

    I'm sorry I'm so late seeing this. R.I.P.
  12. "Spline, spline, everywhere a spline..."
  13. He's the one who supposedly said it was one of his favs. I personally don't like it as much as the 2013 LP trad that I own, which is loosely based on 59 LPs, or else that would be the guitar posted here. And I don't think it's a selling point and seems a little histrionic, which is why it isn't listed in the Reverb ad. But that is the legend you always hear around these Miller guitars. It even showed up on this thread by the fifth post. Give me a break here. 😜 I mean, Peter Green is known for his rock solid mental faculties. It does have a somewhat unique tone, kinda like an LP and an SG had a kid, but one or the other of them had a Tele in the family tree a few generations back.
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