Half-Stack Cord-Cutting
So I finally sold my half-stack two nights ago. To a nice dude with tattoos that actually plays in a functional band in Miami.
But once I'd sold it (for 88% of what I originally paid for it), I realized why, despite having only used it for a span of 3 months in the past 5 years, I'd hung onto it for as long as I did: selling one's valuables is a trick that can only be performed once. I feel kind of like that cartoon dog with the glass of water and the match and the high dive and all that.
Not that I was particularly attached to the thing at this point--the motivation for selling had more to do with not wanting to ever bother with moving it again (even though I'll be moving within town, not, like, a long way) than anything else. But when I plugged it in to make sure it still worked I had, at first, a pang of "maybe I should hang onto this thing a while longer..."
But, realistically, whatever the odds of my starting a band in Miami, I'd be able to do so with my combo. And inserting my Marshall head and vintage Sunn 0)) speaker cabinet to the local amplification-ecosphere was an act of great kindness. Definitely made the dude who bought it's day. Because it was/is a sweet rig. The guy told me he'd let me know when his band was playing in town so I could come out and see the amp in action. Sort of like going to watch the kid you gave away to adoption play t-ball. Except that I sold it, didn't give it away.
And I've lost one of the only pieces of evidence that I was awesome, once upon a time.
But once I'd sold it (for 88% of what I originally paid for it), I realized why, despite having only used it for a span of 3 months in the past 5 years, I'd hung onto it for as long as I did: selling one's valuables is a trick that can only be performed once. I feel kind of like that cartoon dog with the glass of water and the match and the high dive and all that.
Not that I was particularly attached to the thing at this point--the motivation for selling had more to do with not wanting to ever bother with moving it again (even though I'll be moving within town, not, like, a long way) than anything else. But when I plugged it in to make sure it still worked I had, at first, a pang of "maybe I should hang onto this thing a while longer..."
But, realistically, whatever the odds of my starting a band in Miami, I'd be able to do so with my combo. And inserting my Marshall head and vintage Sunn 0)) speaker cabinet to the local amplification-ecosphere was an act of great kindness. Definitely made the dude who bought it's day. Because it was/is a sweet rig. The guy told me he'd let me know when his band was playing in town so I could come out and see the amp in action. Sort of like going to watch the kid you gave away to adoption play t-ball. Except that I sold it, didn't give it away.
And I've lost one of the only pieces of evidence that I was awesome, once upon a time.
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You can watch your cartoon reference at this video website I never heard of till now (uh, those are usually fine, right?): here. Interestingly, you're conflating two different scenes in it.
I think you're still awesome, for what that's worth.
Holy shit. It's been nearly 20 years since I saw that cartoon. Still as good as a remember it.
They just don't make 'em like that anymore.
I laughed at your t-ball analogy. And you can tally another vote in the "Pete is still awesome" category.
That cartoon is pretty awesome too. I remember that at some point when we were kids, the Looney Tunes rerun show we'd watch on TNT clipped out the parts where the performer swallows the gasoline and the lit match, I guess to prevent us impressionable young viewers from doing the same at home. I don't think I was quite old enough to get that it had been censored, yet I could tell that the joke was somehow rather less funny that way.
What's incredible to me is that I reference that cartoon at least a couple of times every year. I've probably only seen it once, something like 15 years ago. I wonder if it was darkness of the episode or the punchline that lodged it in my brain so permanently.
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