I just scored the COOLEST new slab-o-wood to add to the family.

She’s a no-bullshit for-reals 1981 Dean ML.  Not some crap knockoff reissue piece of trash made in <insert 3rd world country here> and then sold for <insert ridiculous price here> at some local  GuitarCenter retail outlet chain.  It’s not some nonsense “dinky” shitbox either.   This is an actual 1981 U.S.A. made Dean ML.  No f’n kidding.  And it’s AWESOME!!!!

This beauty even survived the lame trend in the 80s & 90s of filing down frets too, so they’re amazingly untouched and nice and crisp.  It makes this thing fast as hell.

And you wanna hear the most insane part… it’s serial number is 666 guitars off the line later than the infamous Dean From Hell.  I couldn’t make this shit up if I tried.

This baby plays f’n beautifully!!!  Having finally gotten my greasy hands on one of these, I understand why Dime was so crazy about these guitars.  They’re going to have to bury me with this one as well ’cause there’s no way in hell I’m ever parting ways with it.  Took me over 2 years to even find one of these…and then to have it end up being the evil twin of the DFH, well… I tell you what, my neighbors are putting the cops on speed dial for noise complaints.

Now I can’t wait to jam her at this year’s upcoming Dime Tribute and actually lay-down & represent. (there we no MLs and no Randalls at the last event…kinda sad IMHO).

R.I.P. Darrell Abbott.

I’ve been trying to get into a better habit of actually capturing all my random ideas.  This one’s a rough take and hardly perfect, but was the first thing I came up with the other morning when I woke up.  Maybe would serve as a good opener for a badass ballad or something.

While I dream Metal, I also love and embrace -WAY- more styles than just thrashin’ about all the time.

These are some demos of ideas in other genres.

Bluefoot Blues – Joe Wombacker on fingerstyle.  Moi on lead.

Everything else is all just me dickin’ around.

It’s no wonder that American Health Care is so fv<k3d!  When you have shithead web-design like this, that can’t even recognize a person’s damn ID, … well, let’s just say that 2 year-olds could’ve built a better system.

Rape Wagon extreme edition.   When you see this beauty slowly driving by a playground near you… run!

   Nothin’ a little dose of the Reverend can’t fix fo’ y’all.

All hail Uncle Al – enough said….