Some of you may remember the above statement in my "Modeling vs. Vintage" post under this section awhile back. Well . . . long story short - - it happened.
A good friend of mine was looking to down-size his current set-up, and knowing my affliction for vintage Fender tone, decided that his 1968 Silverface Super Reverb needed a new home. Ah yes, sometimes the stars and planets come into alignment. And I was quick to the task.
Being a wordsmith of somewhat capable regard, I can honestly tell you that I am almost at a total loss for words as to how this amp sounds. Well . . . almost.
When you're face-to-face with vintage equipment, there's something totally different that happens to one's perception of tone. And indeed, it is truly a magical thing. Like walking into a beautiful, ancient church, and being enveloped by the sweet, spacious sound of a full choir. As your mind drifts into this alternate consciousness, you realize that each note and chord that you play has an innate and almost spiritual feel to it - - something that modeling technology has yet to define. The effect it has on one's playing is nothing short of glorious - - almost like there is a direct channel into every thought and emotion, which in turn, are instinctively transposed through your hands and fingers into something outer-worldly, and borderline mystical. Having now supped from the Holy Grail, and felt its intoxicating allure, I can only tell you this: there's no turning back.
Ain't nuthin' like the real thing, baby!
