Just when I thought I was out... they pull me back in.
I got my old Orange amp fixed with a view to selling it, as it's just been taking up cupboard space for the past 5 or 6 years. It's also big and very heavy, and nearly puts my back out just moving it to get at anything. So to the local amp repairman it went. But as soon as I got it back I needed to check it was alright, which also meant having to get new strings for the electric guitar which was also gathering dust and cobwebs. Before I knew it a quick check had turned into a few hours of rediscovering the old sounds and settings, going on a trip back in time. Not the original intention at all, but a couple of recordings came out of the reacquaintance, of which this is the first.
And now I can't bring myself to sell the amp.
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