I probably own somewhere between two dozen and two thousand instrument cables. But of course, this week, in a brief spate of domesticity and personal life, I completely unloaded the van to transport people instead of gear. Now, I’m on a gig with no instrument cables because I forgot to grab a few. So I found the closest music store and went in and bought one. The guy behind the counter rings me up, hands me the cable, and says, “Rock forth and prosper.” That alone was worth it.
They added an extra date at John Scott's last Friday, and my phone was there! A fascinating (?) perspective of what it sounds like from in front of the mic stand.