For as long as I can remember, I have loved to play with sounds.
When a friend lent me his pedals, I felt like 5-year-old me with a butterknife sliding it on the strings of my dad’s guitar had just been handed the keys to the kingdom.
I think I played with these pedals for an entire summer, through a couple of different guitars, through my hammered dulcimer, and even singing into my dulcimer so the pickups would carry the sound through the effects.
So.
Much.
Fun.
Even the cats enjoyed it.