It was past bedtime last night and I hear a guitar twanging from my 10 year old's room... I'd recently begun teaching him, his brother, and a friend's daughter guitar. So naturally I don't wanna discourage his efforts, but its a school-night and it was bedtime.
He'd been learning on his acoustic Dean Playmate 3/4, a killer guitar for a kid. But I opened his door and see that he has his older stepbrothers 335 copy strapped on and he's plugged into a practice amp and he's strumming the D chord while banging his head. How dumb am I not to have recongized the sound difference between an acoustic and a 335 copy plugged into a practice amp, but to be fair, he did have it dialed in clean.
But that's not the funny part. He was using an effects patch cable. He had a freakin 4 inch cable. He had to stick the amp on a chair and stand next to it. Yup. Thats my boy. The apple didnt fall far from the tree at all.
He'd been learning on his acoustic Dean Playmate 3/4, a killer guitar for a kid. But I opened his door and see that he has his older stepbrothers 335 copy strapped on and he's plugged into a practice amp and he's strumming the D chord while banging his head. How dumb am I not to have recongized the sound difference between an acoustic and a 335 copy plugged into a practice amp, but to be fair, he did have it dialed in clean.
But that's not the funny part. He was using an effects patch cable. He had a freakin 4 inch cable. He had to stick the amp on a chair and stand next to it. Yup. Thats my boy. The apple didnt fall far from the tree at all.
Hell yeah!
