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Monday, April 6, 2009

Discovery

When I first stared playing guitar I was frustrated with the fact that the sound coming out of the amplifier was not like the sound I heard on the song. I twisted knobs, I switched cords, I even tried to figure out if I was using the pick wrong. Nothing I did created that crunchy, heavy metal sound I so desperately was trying to reproduce. I wasn’t taking any lessons and this was 1988 or so and the internet didn’t exist in a way that was useful to me.

I was then asked by a friend if I was going to see a buddy of mine and when I said I was he asked be to take a distortion pedal to him that he was borrowing. I said sure but what is a “Distortion Pedal”? My friend asked if I was an idiot and then said it’s what you plug your guitar into to play with distortion. He said you run a cord from the guitar to the pedal and from the pedal to the amp and when you step on the pedal it turn the sound on and off.

I couldn’t wait to get this thing home and try it out before I handed it off to my buddy. When I finally got home from school, I dumped my book bag, raced downstairs, plugged everything in and turned on my amp. I turned up the volume on my guitar and played the chords to “Iron Man” by Black Sabbath.

The goose bumps I got all over me and the grin that formed on my face were so strong that I’m sure my folks would have thought I was on drugs at the time. Just remembering that moment to capture it here is enough to have me grinning like an idiot. I suppose the adrenaline rush I got at finally playing a Sabbath tune that sounded (somewhat) like a Sabbath tune was healthy fix. Needless to say, the very next thing I was earning money for was my own distortion pedal which was a D.O.D. Thrashmaster and turned out to be a piece of junk. But while it worked I enjoyed many hours of grinding away trying to play like Slayer, Megadeth, Anthrax , Metallica and Black Sabbath.

My parents, however, did not.

3 comments:

  1. yet another story in the life of abretok,i tell ya what man, ive heard alot of these stories and some of them twice and even thoe your a bit younger than myself i never get bored of them and i never passed an oppertunity to listen given the chance.it saddens me to know that my life has become such a whirl wind of commotion and activity that havnt been able to see a single show under the new name and that i dont get to just swing through and chill anymore.but you bring me back to a time when life was actually fun.

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  2. joke of the week is ?????i applied at the funny farm today and after i filled out my application the manager told me i need at least 24hrs experience with these kinds of people.....so what are ya doin tomorrow ill stop by and ill bring the crayons........

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  3. That DOD Thrashmaster was a piece of art! I loved that thing. Thank you for donating it to the Soulman Foundation for Useless Junk. I had such a blast running my bass through it (back in the early days of Gothic Fury) and I even kept it around through the short life of Onslaught and I still did not get rid of it through a good portion of Bluefire (though I had found no good need for it in that group) until I finally decided to give it back to Mother Earth from whence it came (toxic chemicals and all!). RIP, DOD.

    ~Soulman~

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