Re small amps, again

Just posting about ’em at TOMB, probably repeating myself:

I have a Pro, Jr. and really like it, use it for practices and recording.

Same with a Electar 10, what compliments the Pro, Jr. for recording, sounding a little different.

I’ve been looking for a Terror used, but they are more’n I wanna pay.

I have a 1960 Rickie M8E that’s awesome, Neil Young “Down By The River”/Keef “Brown Sugar”, Page “Custard Pie” tones … never leaves the house.

S/S I really like the little Vox Pathfinder and the Tech 21 Trademark 10- they record very well.

I also have a Peavey Audition with their “transtube” that is usable, especially for the high-gain sounds.

I have a couple others that are 1-trick ponies (Kustom, Mini Mouse, Harmony) as well as some of the little 1 w. S/S things like the Zues and the tweed Epi, a First act …

I have a Marlboro 25 w. 12″ bass amp, also. records aiight, especially when combined with a DI.
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Vlayman: “Common Sense”

Common Sense
c. ’14 Vlayman

You think you, mebbe made up yer mind
Don’t make no diff’rence, you change it alla the time

CH: So you’re on the fence
No one ever accused you of having common sense
So you’re on the fence
No one ever accused you of being honest

You say now, you think you have come to a decision
Mebbe you have, if somebody finally put the fix in

Professionally you have to come on down on one side or the other
Personally, it’a all about the cash in yer p-pocket (and we know it)

Drums: Paul
Bass: HnrFrtless-Brick-dbx16XT
Vox: Luna-VC1Q
Gtrs: G&Lf100-Marshl-SB23l(Durham)-VC1Q
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Muso Ad of the day

Narcissistic Vocalist Wanted (Central, CT)

Narcissistic vocalist wanted for a rock band out of central Connecticut. You must have a pervasive pattern of grandiosity, blatant need for admiration, and a total lack of empathy. If you show up for practice on-time, you’re fired. If you plan on helping move equipment in and out of the venue, you’re fired on the spot. You must be constantly sick, or be able to otherwise provide some sort of excuse as to why you’re not 100% at all times (which is… at all times). You must have a sense of entitlement and unreasonable expectations for favorable treatment at venues and by all people graced with your presence (even though you’ve never left the basement in your music career). We would also sincerely appreciate if you were exploitative to everyone you encounter, including us (your band-mates). If you’re not taking advantage of people, you’re not for us. You must be completely arrogant and let people know how awesome you are at all times. And for the love of God, please call your fans “mother —–ers” and “—holes” on stage… they like that kind of stuff (don’t listen to the nay-sayers). You must have hundreds (if not thousands) of ideas of what we “need to do”, but do absolutely nothing to actually move those ideas forward. If someone writes a vocal melody/lyric that sounds good, you must change it so that it doesn’t conflict with your inability to accept input or the fact that you just might not have the absolute best idea for any given situation/musical piece. And lastly, you must be completely incoherent, a terrible speller, and have the grammar of a three year old (even though your main job is to write stories & lyrics to communicate with people).

If this is you, we’re looking for you!!!!!!!!!

(found on craigslist)

Vlayman: “Ready”

Ready
c. 14 Vlayman

Don’t get too friendly baby
Don’t get too easy with me
Don’t get too friendly baby
It ain’t a easy way to be

You gotta be ready
You gotta be ready
To go
You gotta be ready
That’s sompin’ you oughta know
You oughta know

Don’t get too mean baby
Don’t get too wild and free
Don’t get it all baby
Don’t make yerself my enemy

Don’t get too lonely baby
Don’t get too proud to take a knee
Don’t get too bold baby
You gotta get try’n get over me

Drums: nettage
Basses: HnrFretless-UA710-dbx160XT
Vox: CAD GLX3000-UA710-RNLA
Gts: G&Lf100-Trdmrk10-EV ND308-ISA1_SB23L-UA710Rm
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Vlayman: “Discover”

Discover
c. ’14 Vlayman

Whatcha gonna be
when yer all done
whatcha gonna be
When yer done with me

Who ya gonna be
when we’re no fun
who ya gonna be
I guess we’re gonna see

We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, all kindsa shit

What’s it gonna take
before yer all done
Whatcha gonna fake
before yer done with me

Who ya gonna fake
when yer no fun (anymore)
who ya gonna break
I guess we’re gonna see

We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
And yer gonna find out all kindsa shit

We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
And yer gonna find out all kindsa shit

We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
We’re about to discover, who you really is
And we’re gonna find out all kindsa shit

Drums: nettage
Bass: HohnerFretless-Brick-dbx16XT
Gts: G&Lf100-MMhd130-2×12-RE320-UA710_-SB23L-UA110
Vox: Solaris-VC1Q
Tambo: RE320-UA710_-SB23L-UA110
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The Hungry Drunx: “Devastated”

Devastated
c. ’14 The Hungry Drunx

Like Henry Fonda thru the bat-wing doors, I walked in the tavern
lookin’ for a little more, I said,
“Bartender! gimme a pour like she said
make it long and make it deep and keep it comin’, and keep it comin’.”

And I always believed being happy’s just so over-rated
But I confess I never thought I’d be so devastated

Like Gary Cooper in the sun walkin’ on the dusty streets
I knew that I had won and I said,
“Bartender! gimme some like she said
make it long and make it deep and keep it comin’, and keep it comin’.”

Like John Wayne charging thru the pass on his worn out steed
I kept moving real fast and I said,
“Bartender! fill my glass like she said
make it long and make it deep and keep it comin’, and keep it comin’.”

Drums: Snarl
Gtrs: G&Lf100-MMhd130-2x12_SB23L0ISA1
Bass: Alvz-Brick-dbx160XT
Voc: MD421II-VC1Q
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Vlayman’s Last Album of the Year: *Bad Candy*

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1. The Dark (I Taste) 03:26
2. Bad Candy 04:21
3. Fed Up_w_Grankspoine 03:55
4. Cabrone (Go On Home) 04:18
5. The Window 03:26
6. Woman of Mine_w_Sepak 04:13
7. The Fear Saw Me 04:02
8. Left Us 04:19
9. My Black Dog 04:01
10. IBT_w_Sepak 04:30

released 13 December 2014

The last of 2014’s wankage, a little sticky, somewhat catchy, and it kinda smells like it.

Featuring:
England’s Grankspoine on # 3
Chicago’s Mr. Sepak on #’s 6 & 10
M. Vezina on # 10
Vlayman all else
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Vlayman: “The Window”

The Window
c. ’14 Vlayman

When the window comes down, I hear the music
I hear everything I need to know
When the window comes down is when  I lose it
And then I know, it’s time go
—
Been to a wedding, I  had a few drinks
I knew everything I needed to know
I wasn’t drunk, not like you might think
I knew when it was time to go

When they rolled the window down
Is when I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired

When the window came down, I knew I’d lose it
I heard everything I needed to know
When the window came down I chose to lose it
I knew then when it was time to go

When they rolled the window down
Is when I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired

I ain’t no racist motherfucker
I testified I was scared for my life
And mebbe, yeah, one of ’em pointed
So I fired, and I took his life

When they rolled the window down
Is when I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired

When they rolled the window down
I went to town
I hated the sound, so I fired

When they rolled the window down
I hated the sound,
and that’s a window to my soul

Drums: nettage
Bass: HnrJazz-VC3q(pad)
Vox: Md421n-MeekVC1q
BV’s: AT3060-UA110–RNC-RNLA;
MD7350-UA110–RNC-RNLA
Gtrs: G&Lf100-MMhd130-2x12_SB23l-ISA1
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Vlayman: “Cabrone (Go On Home”

Vocal Re-Done 12-7-14

Cabrone (Go On Home)

c. ’14 Vlayman

Ah, when I took out the last of the –
men was in m-y -y way
It was cuz I was faster then them
At least I was, today

Then I saddled up
And I rode like hell on the way
And I got there, fast enough
Fast enough to hear her say

Go on home, cabrone

My horse was dieing, and she was crying
The Federales were on their way
But I was fast, no, I ain’t lieing
And as I left I heard her say

Drums: Vezina
Bass: Alvz-dbx163X(pad)
AcGtr: Martin-GT MD1b-UA110-RNLA
Vox: GT MD1b-UA110-RNLA
LdGtr: G&Lf100-Marshall-GT MD1b-UA110-RNLA
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The Hungry Drunx: “Outta Love”

Outta Love
c.’ 14 The Hungry Drunx

I don’t need to know yer name, no
I don’t wanna feel yer pain, oh
I can’t stand to be ashamed, no more
I won’t stay and play yer game, oh no

I won’t do it outta love
I won’t do it outta love
I don’t do it outta love

I can’t wait to see your face, yeah
I’m just gonna sit outside yer place. huh
I don’t have to run the race, eh
I just think yer such a waste, oh yeah

I won’t do it outta love
I won’t do it outta love
I don’t do it outta love

Stella by Starlight plays in my mind
You wanted death metal for to grind
Melody ain’t walk that line
You always needed double time

I won’t do it outta love
I won’t do it outta love
I don’t do it outta love

You don’t wanna understand, no
You could never hold a man, oh
You could never hold a man, oh
I don’t wanna be your man, oh no

I won’t do it outta love
I won’t do it outta love
I don’t do it outta love

Drums: Snarl
Bass: Alvz-Bric-dbx160XT
Bass2: BadRickey-Marlboro-RE320-UA110_Brick-dbx160XT
Vox: EV 664-UA110-RNC-RNLA
Gtr1&3: G&Lf100-MM-2×12-SB23L-ISA1
Gtr2&4: G&Lf100-MM-2×12-MXL89-ISA1
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