I'm making a record. An album. An LP. Or, something to sell. I've been working on it for about nine months now. And I still have a lot to do.
I started to record bass lines, but my bass amp crapped out on me. I have a Ampeg SVT. It's a tube amp made between 1972 and 75. Ampeg didn't have a reliable system for serial numbers back then, so it's hard to tell what year it is.
It's a big thing. That's what she said last night. A beast really. A monster. A heavy son of a gun. I'd never use it live. I'd probably throw my back out getting it on stage, and besides, it's sensitive. But it has a warm, one of a kind sound that you can't find anymore.
I took it to a place in Covina to be repaired. The technician, let's call him Joesph, is a beautiful man, probably in his fifties, with a mild case of acne. Sure genius. We talked about tubes and capacitors. He showed me his sixteen track analog studio. In my next life I want to be Joesph. An electrical nerd, an ex TV repairman. Someone with a stash of Fender vacuum tubes from the sixties.
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