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ronbo
...but those Bareknuckle "The Boss" pickups sound better than any other Tele pickup I've played, none of that piercing screech and nice, smooth bass and mids. I play Tele's every time I go into a guitar store and have never found another one that even comes close to the balanced sound the BK's have, even in some of the custom-shop guitars I've tried! I'd probably sell one of my Reverends before I'd sell the No2, probably the Reeves Gabrels, since it covers some of the same territory...
I love "The Boss" pickups and, yes, they helped ruin all other Teles for me. I don't have as much fun in the music store that I used to -- less daydreaming of what could be and more appreciation of what I already have. I prefer the No. 2's rounder twang from its stronger mid-range. The No. 2 isn't shrill or, as you put it, piercing like some Teles.
I'm selling this Hell Guitar because my other electric was a birthday present from my wife. So that's not going anywhere. Neither is my Seagull acoustic, which was an anniversary gift from my wife 3 years prior. Yes, sentimentality trumps playability in my household. I would keep these two guitars even if I lost a hand in an industrial accident. They're already family heirlooms. My son will play these one day. (He'd better, dammit!)
And it's funny you mentioned selling your Reverends first. I did just that. I sold my Volcano on Christmas Eve (with Railhammer pickups!). I've also sold a tube amp, 2 pedals, chromatic tuner, iRig adapter, cigar box guitar, stomp box and Couch strap all since Hallowe'en. This Hell Guitar is pretty much the last thing that can go. After this move, my inventory will be whittled down to a Seagull S6 Cedar, a Fender Pawn Shop '72, a clip-on headstock tuner, a Vox AC4TV and a coffee can half-filled with picks.
Slim pickings, indeed. Feels like the bare essentials. I hope I don't break a string anytime soon or I'm totally fuhhhhhh...
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ronbo
...I even sprung for one of those sweet tweed cases...
It may not be obvious in my original post, but I'm not selling my tweed Hell case. It's all sugar. It's also a subtle commitment that I'll refill it someday with another No. 2 or (maybe) a Bender.
Anyways, enough sad sack sh!t, some good news: my son is actually making progress with the speech therapy. He hasn't reached a tipping point yet but it does feel like the verbal dam will burst sooner rather than later. The therapy/bills should end before Summer... just in time for my wife to buy me another guitar for my next birthday!
Like her guitars, my wife is a keeper.
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