Chicken Man
Kick Henry Jackassowski
I put a toe in that two decades ago when there was a valley in the market, and they're a lot more high-maintenance than guitars. It's like keeping bonsai, or they just fizzle out one day.
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Pine Apple Slim
Armchair Expert
Not gonna go the vintage route. About the only old fashioned new one I’m gassin for is the Moog Grandmother, purely for the tone. Tho I’m fully aware of the long term maintenance issues with purely analog stuff.
I’ll prob start w some digital stuff. My 94’ Korg X5D still works like new. It’s only drawback is it’s virtually impossible to edit due to its rats maze of tiny menus. I’m looking mostly at the Arturia Microfreak and something from the Yamaha Reface Series, CS or DX, and maybe the CP Elec piano if I find I like the Mini keys.
Bob411
thrumming with potential
Do people buy organs any more? Synthesizers are more portable
The smart ones don't even take free organs. Still have to move them.
Chicken Man
Kick Henry Jackassowski
I'd love to have room for one. There are some deeply weird options available sound wise.Do people buy organs any more? Synthesizers are more portable
Pine Apple Slim
Armchair Expert
I can bang out a few chords and maybe write a tune on piano, so I would make room for a nice old upright. I can’t ever see myself becoming good enough on keys to justify making room for a big ol traditional organ.
If only my Mom had not had a goddam desk made out of my Great-grandmothers old pump organ when I was around 10 yrs old, things might have turned out different. I was just getting big enough to work the bellows. It was a really old and ornate cool looking thing from the 1800s and still mostly worked, only needing a few very minor repairs.
Really pissed me off, but my folks never listened to what I wanted. She wanted her damn roll top desk, which she only ever used to store old Christmas cards and crap in.
Never really forgave her for doing that, or not replacing it with the piano I asked for after me begging her not to do it.
Dad never wanted me to be a musician either, thought it was for sissies or dope fiends.
So I bought a guitar with my own money in high school, and that set the musical course.
If only my Mom had not had a goddam desk made out of my Great-grandmothers old pump organ when I was around 10 yrs old, things might have turned out different. I was just getting big enough to work the bellows. It was a really old and ornate cool looking thing from the 1800s and still mostly worked, only needing a few very minor repairs.
Really pissed me off, but my folks never listened to what I wanted. She wanted her damn roll top desk, which she only ever used to store old Christmas cards and crap in.
Never really forgave her for doing that, or not replacing it with the piano I asked for after me begging her not to do it.
Dad never wanted me to be a musician either, thought it was for sissies or dope fiends.
So I bought a guitar with my own money in high school, and that set the musical course.
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