Dusty Chalk

Mei, Partura

I finally got the replacement guitar this week, and he included the strap this time, but he put it in the pocket where the packet with the cable, tools, extra springs, etc. are, and that packet was missing. Axe Palace -- don't you ever fucking do business with him.

Mick Chillage, (M)odes

More Vox than Vox (at least current, new Vox).

Yeezh. Condolences, Brent. Agree with Antonio and others, way too young.

Earlier : final episode of Castle. ; _; In an article, the creators said they made three different endings: Well, the series is over, so it was that last one, and they were right, it was depressing as hell.

All India Radio, The Slow Light -- spectacular space music

Those screens are way too tiny for home theater. Oh, and: (squints)

Nine Stones Close, Leaves proggy hard rock with singing Mark Holcomb on Twitter asked everyone to stop using the expression, "clean singing" -- I asked him for an alternative; he responded with "singing" -- so here I am trying it, but it loses an iota of information proggy hard rock with Plant-ish vocals

Oh fuck yeah, external supertweeters FTW! And the first pair are gorgeous, too! A flower?

Condolences

More here: https://www.facebook.com/leonard.henderson.3958/media_set?set=a.1586314838307596.1073741835.100007872844570&type=3

Indeed "This can end one of two ways" -- Kit Harrington gets out of a ticket Also, he's sleeping with Rose Leslie...the bastard.

The same girl appears in all of these:

That was really cool! I don't mean to be a nerd, but...that was really cool!

Well that's just silly Background -- on top of looking like a shoop -- there's a whole controversy surrounding 24 fret vs 22 fret guitars -- there is a whole school of thought who feel that the optimal placement for the neck pickup is at the 24th fret (and they're not wrong...but only because it's entirely subjective, not because of their usual stated reasons), hence 22 fret guitars, but with 24 fret guitars, they usually try to place the neck pickup as close to the neck as possible. Eastwood Custom ^ are not even trying.

At least there's truth in advertising.

The rest of these will only make sense to readers of the Dresden Files:

Well there goes my evening...

Well played, Sir Fuck-Youre-Tall.