Thanks for the reports. Amps are tough to date from a distance, they’re all pretty much designed to “hark-en back” to a previous style or look “classic”. I appreciate the effort, but you noticed shoes and could only describe the guitars as “brown”? You got a “COL” (chuckle out loud) outta me with that.
Seeing these guys in a small club, with that intimate feel, even in New York, I count it as one of those luxuries in life. And it’s right under everyone’s noses. Like if Neil Young never became popular but wrote and performed all of his songs, in clubs for 12 bucks. The fact that the rest of the world is unaware makes it tragic and even more special at the same time. Like finding a Spanish Galleon ship, full of Mayan gold in an under water cave, never telling anyone, but returning to it several times a year just to marvel at it with your life’s love. Or your brother.
