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E onda ti braćala, lepo preskoči Laney jer ti se neće isplatiti za shred, to je gotovo sigurno. Zvuk je sintetičan više u nekom NuMetal smislu, tako da gledaj da uzmeš nešto standardno i provereno. A tu već prestaje moje iskustvo jer se ceo život bavim samo onim nestandardnim i neproverenim. To bolje pitaj ove likove ovde što se zaključavaju u WC i skidaju Vai-ja.

Pazi, ja sam probao u Grčkoj MXD120 glavu sa nekim sličnim kabinetom kao na slici (mišićavim uglavnom...) i mogu ti reći da posle toga nisam probao bolje pojačalo barem za metal muziku. Jednostavno, ako uzimaš Laney®, uzmi tranzistorsko jer su im bolja 20 puta od cevnih modela. Jeste, zvuk je malo "sintetičan" pogotovo ako ideš preko digitalne distorzije ali kabineti tako lepo rasipaju zvuk da ne mogu da ti opišem osećaj sviranja ovog pojačala i kretanja oko njega u prostoriji...nešto zaista posebno. Kombo pojačala nisam probao ali sumnjam da iver pada daleko od...čega već ..."klade" valjda. Ono što nisi naveo je stil muzike kojim se baviš, ali pošto je ovo YUMetal forum onda ti toplo preporučujem Laney ali ne uzimaj na slepo. Sedi lepo i probaj, i bypass-uj DSP processing jer ne vredi qrcu.

Laney.

Ne znam brate, jarane, ortak, ne znam... Uzmi taj dijalekt i nabij ga u dupe.

Ne. Poenta je u tome da ako si glup, džaba ti sve opreme ovog sveta. Znalac namesti zvuk 200 puta bolje na kršu nego glupak na skupoj opremi. A ti što su im puna usta "lampaša", ne bi znali da prepoznaju od dva snimka koji je snimljen preko lampi a koji preko tranzistora. Samo su čuli da je lampa toplija pa bi da im bude toplo oko srca a i sviđa im se da vuku glave od 100kg i menjaju izduvane lampe svakih godinu dana. Kupi lampe, kupi tranzistor, svejedno ti je ako si glup.

Nisu iskreni.

Ovo je pametno rečeno. Loši muzičari ne umeju da izvuku dobar zvuk iz loše opreme, onda kupe dobru opremu pa ni iz nje ne umeju da izvuku maksimum. Ja sam jednom u BG-u gledao lika koji je imao Zoom707 i Boss EQ pedalu, to je tako dobro i originalno zvučalo da sam momentalno shvatio ovo o čemu vam sada govorim. Naravoučenije : ako iz lošije opreme (ne mislim na čajavec krševe i sl. već na neku srednju klasu) ne umeš da izvučeš iole pristojan zvuk, onda nemoj kupovati skupu opremu jer nije problem u opremi već u tvom znanju.

Nije istina, evo na primer, Steve Vai je žena gitarista. (ako neko pokuša da dokaže kako je Vai muško neka razmisli dobro)

Moguće. Ali nije bitna funkcionalnost basa već vizuelna grotesknost koju ovaj insturment nesumnjivo poseduje.

Ovo je moj odgovor.

Uh, to je jebeno...

Ja se umokrim.

Colonel Trautman: "It's over Johnny. It's over !" Rambo : "Nothing is over! Nothing! You just don't turn it off! It wasn't my war! You asked me I didn't ask you! And I did what I had to do to win, for somebody who wouldn't let us win! Then I come back to the world, and I see all those maggots at the airport, protestin' me, spittin', callin' me a baby killer and all kinds of vile crap! Who are they to protest me?! Huh?! Who are they?! Unless they been me and been there and know what the hell they yellin' about!" Colonel Trautman: "It was a bad time for everyone Rambo. It's all in the past now." Rambo : "For you! For me civilian life is nothin'! In the field we had a code of honor. You watch my back I watch yours. Back here there's nothin'! Back there I could fly a gunship, I could drive a tank, I was in charge of million dollar equipment. Back here I can't even hold a job PARKING CARS!!!! UUHHHH!!!!! (Throws M-60 at wall and then slight emotional pause. He drops to the ground in a crouched position out of breath and very upset) Wha... I can't... oh, I just--oh my God. Where is everybody? Oh God... I... I had a friend, who was Danforth. Wha--I had all these guys man. Back there I had all these fucking guys. Who were my friends. Cause back here there's nothin'. Remember Danforth? He wore this black head band and I took one of those magic markers and I said to Feron, 'Hey mail us to Las Vegas cause we were always talkin' about Vegas, and this fucking car. This uh red '58 Chevy convertible, he was talkin' about this car, he said we were gonna cruise till the tires fall off. (upset pause) We were in this bar in Saigon. And this kid comes up, this kid carryin' a shoe shine box, and eh he says uh 'shine please, shine.' I said no, eh an' uh, he kept askin' yeah and Joey said 'yeah,' and I went to get a couple beers and the ki--the box was wired, and he opened up the box, fuckin' blew his body all over the place. And he's layin' there and he's fuckin' screamin', there's pieces of him all over me, just like--! (frustrated he grabs at his bullet chain strapped around his chest and yanks it off) like this. And I'm tryin' to pull em off you know? And he.. MY FRIEND IT'S ALL OVER ME! IT'S GOT BLOOD AND EVERYTHING! And I'm tryin' to hold him together I put him together his fucking insides keep coming out, AND NOBODY WOULD HELP!! Nobody help me. He sayin' please I wanna go home I wanna go home. He keeps callin' my name, I wanna go home Johnny, I wanna drive my Chevy. I said well (upset and breaking down) WHY I can't find your fucking legs. I can't find you legs. (softly now) I can't get it out of my head. I fuck--I dream of seven years. Everyday I have this. And sometimes I wake up and I dunno where I am. I don't talk to anybody. Sometimes a day--a week. (Almost inaudible) I can't put it out of my mind... fucking... I can't.......(totally sobbing now)"

Ista ideja mi je pala nekoliko puta na pamet. Samo da zatvore stadion.

Poprilično je tužna ona scena kada John Rambo u III delu sedi usamljen u pećini i barutom iz metka vida sebi rane.