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He say's that he plugs his guitar straight into the wah wah and everything else comes afterwards in his "chain". I thought he'd be in this for about 10seconds but he's actually in it quite a lot, more words outta his mouth than i've heard in years. He appears in parts 2,3 and 4.
Same here... thought it was like a VH1 countdown of the most whiney, blubbering wussies in the music business...
It was astoundingly boring, the only highlight being the hilarious tale told by Charles Pitts of recording the "Theme From Shaft". He mentioned that there were two versions recorded, one for the film and a second, hastily recorded track for the soundtrack album.
Ed's wah should be shaped like an airplane window...
Or a limo window. I guess Eddie went crazy after the last 2004 show in Tucson and kicked the widow out of the car. I probably would have cold cocked the fuck. I did that to a dude in college. He was freaking out drunk and I just walked up to him and punched him out and that took care of all the noise and fuss.
The pedal? I thought this was going to be a biography...
It certainly would be a fitting title.
Cry Baby
by Eddie Van Halen
Chapter One:
Back when I was lead singer in Mammoth was the best the band ever sounded far as vocals went. I let everyone con me into letting Roth sing.
Chapter Two:
The worst mistake I ever made was doing what Templeman told me to when it came to producing and mixing those early records. When I took over those duties in 1985, it was like the band finally sounded as it always should have.
Chapter Three:
I have let several different companies produce Eddie Van Halen model guitars for me. Each one sounded great until the next company came along and offered me more money to slap my name onto a different guitar. Funny enough, each time that happened I began to notice the company I was already with hadn't done as a good a job as I thought they had.
Chapter Four:
1996 through 2000 was a weird time. Sammy and Dave proved to be impossible to work with, and just because I gave the finger to the majority of my fanbase by getting that poofter Gary Cherone in the band and didn't go on tour with Dave it was like everyone abandoned us. Our fans, our record company, my wife. But hey, my brother and I make the music we like first and foremost. If nobody else likes it, that's too bad.
Chapter Five:
2000 through 2006 was a weird time. Our bassplayer up and joined another band with this fat old guy I'm told used to sing for us. Wow, the lack of gratitude he showed me was too much for me to handle. It seems he didn't want to sit around for years on end doing nothing.. Hey, whatever, if he doesn't want to go along with the game plan, fuck him. I'm nobodies puppet! I got cancer from years of holding metal guitar picks in my mouth when I fingertapped, but I managed to beat back the disease with large amounts of Smoking Loon, Marlboro Reds and crystal meth. That Charlie Sheen gives really good medical advice. Thanks to him, my teeth are the same healthy black color as my lungs are.
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