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naahmmm

...i just wanted to know what it is?! applause

Norman_Phay · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 2:29 pm Post subject:

It is (or was, I think it's OOP) a guitar amp. I was going to type "boutique guitar amp" but I think that's a term metasonix eric is not very fond of.

Norman_Phay · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 2:30 pm Post subject:

Also, it is not a dildo. I know this from reading the instruction manual.

Norman_Phay · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 2:33 pm Post subject:

The instruction manual, I should add, is hilarious and worth reading:

http://www.metasonix.com/G1000ownermanual.pdf

A quote:

(I don't give a rat-fuck about your endless quest for the “brown tone”. Brown is what your face is like, after I wipe my ass on it.)

infradead · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 2:49 pm Post subject:

RealDudes · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 3:20 pm Post subject:

I'll never be able to afford one but I've always wanted to see some real demos of it. just out of curiosity. preferably by one of the guys that does the EHX demos
edit: this guy

digital_steve · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 4:28 pm Post subject:

All i know is i now want one from just reading the manual...

Cybananna · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 5:12 pm Post subject:

The Fucking Fucker fucks your guitar.

If you can't take it it fucks you too.

zerosum · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 9:05 pm Post subject:

Cybananna · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 9:53 pm Post subject:

I love that video. I also love the namm unveiling one too but I couldn't find it.

essex sound lab · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 10:34 pm Post subject:

Cybananna · Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 10:44 pm Post subject:

That's the one!

lol

naahmmm · Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 4:28 am Post subject:

thanks a lot guys, now i'm gonna read this manual...

Leeyum2023 · Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 2:38 pm Post subject:

Use it as a really big and expensive distortion unit for your drum machine. And wile your at it put fan in front of it so it wont over heat and since you've gone that far already put mic in front of the fan and start talking in
it. Say things like, luuuuke luuke i have a FUCKING FUCKER. SlayerBadger!

Buckage · Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 3:01 pm Post subject:

I'm going to power this from my Doepfer case. The Agonizer!

vozs · Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 5:38 pm Post subject:

Kind of insult after insult then the manual sort of ends with quote:

>Check with us BEFORE YOU DO SOMETHING STUPID. Thank you.

Hilarious! Brilliantly fun! No guitarist on the entire planet dare
to call Eric to complain or ask anything about the amp after
reading that manual! Hahaha! w00t

metasonix · Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 7:08 pm Post subject:

You're welcome, and have a nice day. razz

vozs · Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:06 am Post subject:

Dear Warner Bros.

Apparently there is more than one way of conquering a city and holding
it as your own. For example, up to the time that we contemplated making
this picture, I had no idea that the city of Casablanca belonged
exclusively to Warner Brothers. However, it was only a few days after
our announcement appeared that we received your long, ominous legal
document warning us not to use the name Casablanca.

It seems that in 1471, Ferdinand Balboa Warner, your great-great-
grandfather, while looking for a shortcut to the city of Burbank, had
stumbled on the shores of Africa and, raising his alpenstock (which
he later turned in for a 100 shares of common), named it Casablanca.

I just don't understand your attitude. Even if you plan on releasing your
picture, I am sure that the average movie fan could learn in time to
distinguish between Ingrid Bergman and Harpo. I don't know whether
I could, but I certainly would like to try.

You claim that you own Casablanca and that no one else can use that
name without permission. What about "Warner Brothers"? Do you own
that too? You probably have the right to use the name Warner, but what
about the name Brothers? Professionally, we were brothers long before
you were. We were touring the sticks as the Marx Brothers when
Vitaphone was still a gleam in the inventor's eye, and even before there
had been other brothers - the Smith Brothers; the Brothers Karamazov;
Dan Brothers, an outfielder with Detroit; and Brother, Can You Spare a
Dime?. (This was originally "Brothers, Can You Spare a Dime?" but this
was spreading a dime pretty thin, so they threw out one brother, gave
all the money to the other one, and whittled it down to "Brother, Can
You Spare a Dime?")

Now Jack, how about you? Do you maintain that yours is an original
name? Well it's not. It was used long before you were born. Offhand,
I can think of two Jacks - Jack of Jack and the Beanstalk, and Jack the
Ripper, who cut quite a figure in his day.

As for you, Harry, you probably sign your checks sure in the belief that
you are the first Harry of all time and that all other Harrys are impostors.
I can think of two Harrys that preceded you. There was Lighthouse Harry
of Revolutionary fame and a Harry Appelbaum who lived on the corner of
93rd Street and Lexington Avenue. Unfortunately, Appelbaum wasn't too
well-known. The last I heard of him, he was selling neckties at Weber
and Heilbroner.

Now about the Burbank studio. I believe this is what you brothers call
your place. Old man Burbank is gone. Perhaps you remember him. He
was a great man in a garden. His wife often said Luther had 10 green
thumbs.

What a witty woman she must have been! Burbank was the wizard who
crossed all those fruits and vegetables until he had the poor plants in
such confused and jittery condition that they could never decide whether
to enter the dining room on the meat platter or the dessert dish.

This is pure conjecture, of course, but who knows - perhaps Burbank's
survivors aren't too happy with the fact that a plant that grinds out
pictures on a quota settled in their town, appropriated Burbank's
name and uses it as a front for their films.

It is even possible that the Burbank family is prouder of the potato
produced by the old man than they are of the fact that your studio
emerged Casablanca or even Gold Diggers of 1931.

This all seems to add up to a pretty bitter tirade, but I assure you it's
not meant to. I love Warners. Some of my best friends are Warner
Brothers. It is even possible that I am doing you an injustice and that
you, yourselves, know nothing about this dog-in-the-Wanger attitude.

It wouldn't surprise me at all to discover that the heads of your legal
department are unaware of this absurd dispute, for I am acquainted
with many of them and they are fine fellows with curly black hair, double-
breasted suits and a love of their fellow man that out-Saroyans Saroyan.

I have a hunch that his attempt to prevent us from using the title is the
brainchild of some ferret-faced shyster, serving a brief apprenticeship
in your legal department. I know the type well - hot out of law school,
hungry for success, and too ambitious to follow the natural laws of
promotion. This bar sinister probably needled your attorneys, most of
whom are fine fellows with curly black hair, double-breasted suits, etc.
into attempting to enjoin us.

Well, he won't get away with it! We'll fight him to the highest court! No
pasty-faced legal adventurer is going to cause bad blood between the
Warners and the Marxes.

We are all brothers under the skin, and we'll remain friends till the last
reel of A Night in Casablanca goes tumbling over the spool.

Sincerely,
Groucho Marx