We men tend to break things we play with. It's a Mars thing, I think. As you know, March, named in his honor millinea ago, has only just started. More breaking will happen, soon.
Not really lacking for projects myself. I have my own music room in our new home!! I intend to address the varied acoustical issues and make it my best sounding music room ever. Not just with awesome gear I own, but the actual ROOM itself is going to improve how the gear interacts with the room. Kind of focused there at present.
I go over to my storage building every week to start up my Chevelle, keep oil flowing, battery charged and it never fails ... some kid comes over with his mouth open, eyes bugged out, jaw dropped and yet still trying to talk to ask WTF that sound is. Well, it's a bored and stroked SS 396 with inch and a quarter header pipes leading into 3 inch pipes hampered some by BIG diesel truck mufflers, leading to twin three inch outlets, cleverly installed to be completely out of sight. Looks almost stock, but she's NOT. She makes a unique sound that I truly love.
Some of these youngsters are almost able to talk right after getting a closer look.
It is always funny. I'm sure I was the same at that age.
I mean tooling around in Mom's Prius or Civic when you could actually have fun with a car? No brainer to me, but it took large coin to sign up for this club.
Something more to live (and WORK) toward for those inclined.
I can't wait for the weather to turn!