Once upon a time, there was a set sequence of events for those brave and/or dumb enough to venture into Guitar Players’ Grotto. First, you struggled to maintain interest as you learned Nirvana and Beatles numbers on a laminate nylon string abomination. If you made it through that mire, you went one of two ways; either you upgraded to a steel stringed acoustic, or you wandered blindly into the dizzyingly wide world of electric guitar.
More often than not, this meant scooping up some beginner package that consisted of a Strat copy, a 10 watt squawk box, and something to link the two. The amp in question would be a cheaply made 10” speaker driven by capacitors on printed circuit board. It would sound boxy as hell, have little to no head room, a drive channel that sounded like a bag of angry bees, and by God you’d love the living hell out of it.
Hits and Misses
Realistic and malleable tonality