I don’t even recognize you without the sweatband.
“You again?”
Hey, buddy.
“it was nice not hearing from you for a while.”
I think there’s room for three or four more pickups on that sucker.
“Eh. Not enough strings.”
Where’s the Heineken?
“Belly.”
Nice. How’s Baby Levon?
“Love that kid. I’m teaching him how to read.”
A little Dr. Seuss?
“Ginsburg.”
Same thing.
“We done?”
You used to be more fun.
“Yeah, when you didn’t know how to write me.”
True.
Is that an oscilloscope? Who the hell has an oscilloscope in their signal chain?
Phil. And maybe Robert Fripp.
Cheap electronic tuners didn’t hit the market until ’77-’78 or so, so a scope was used to tune to 440hz, I’m willing to bet Bear put em up to it.
We used tuning forks, or the piano, back in the day.