kerble wrote:please don't. it's embarrassing enough as it is.

Watever dood ur like a legend!

I hate it when you buy something at musical equipment store, or a record store for that matter, and the salesperson is like "that's $x amount for you" like they are giving you a discount and you're all like "gee, thanks!" and then you leave and realise that they charged you the regular amount.

embarrassingly that's happened to me more than once.

I've never been to a guitar center, nor do I want to go, but I've had enough shit with another store around my area. I give you, a complete shithole. Unlike Guitar Center, these assholes are snobbish cocksuckers. They sit around talking about the latest PRS, like it actually matters, and to make things worse, they look at everyone as being lower than them. They had one guy, a really nice, helpful guy, but he got sick of the place.

I went in a while back, to get the bridge on an old Kramer fixed. They looked at me like I was an alien, and it took them over a month to change a fucking saddle. I could've done it, but I didn't want to fuck with the intonation.

They jack up the prices an unbelievable amount, then they grill you on your address, email, and birthdate. I expected them to ask how big my dick is.

The last time I went in there, some shithead tried to get me to buy a Fender Esquire. I kept telling the guy the neck was too wide for me, but he just kept prodding. For a half an hour. I was in there because I was fed up with the other local stores not having a good jazz bass, and they were my last resort. After the guy stopped, probably because he didn't think I had the money, he left us alone. I was at my wits end, and I needed a bass fast.

I saw a Fender Jazz Bass on the wall, a mexican made, and I played it for a half hour. I decided to buy it, so I walked up to the register, and along comes the Esquire guy. He was shocked and pissed that I didn't come and get him so he could have the commission. What the fuck? I can't fucking stand salespeople.

Skronk wrote:

They jack up the prices an unbelievable amount, then they grill you on your address, email, and birthdate. I expected them to ask how big my dick is.

They have sensors by the entryway which can detect this kind of data. That's why they don't ask you - they already know.

Skronk wrote: I give you, a complete shithole. .

Haha... I used to work there years ago.

Matt Schuster was a good guy but he left years ago to work for Mesa Boogie.

If you need a repair ask for Chris Tatalias and tell him you know DJ who used to work there. Try to avoid Barry in the repair depatment... he's a fuckhead and a tool.

Morgan is ok... but a bit out of touch.

It's really the only game in town so your kinda stuck... as I was for years, shopping there, hating them, working there and hating them...

They used to be even worse (can you even emagine that?) when this asshole used to co-own the business: http://www.edromanguitars.com

Barry and Morgan are only a 1/4 the asshole Ed Roman is.

Ed Roman is so pompous it's insane. Plus he makes queer Carl Thompson-rip-offs.

I have never been in Eastcoast Music Mall but, I had a buddy that lived by there forever and he has nothing but absolute horror stories about it.

As for Ed Roman, I think if I were ever in Vegas I'd try to hit up his store just to see how insane it is inside, I doubt my imagination can even come close. Personally, I miss his old website with rants integrated into the product descriptions, I think he now has (been talked into moving) them into their own section of the site.

From said site Of Ed Roman

"The glue between the neck & body of a guitar will prevent 60% to 70% of high end tone transference. For example, try to get a funky nasal ducktone twang on a glued in neck guitar. It won’t happen."

Bullshit.

I just bought an epiphone genesis with coil tappping ( set neck late 70's double cutaway les paul lookin' thing.). I can easily get this tone through a Roland JC. I generally go for an archetypal Surf / Western tone and like my high mids/ twang /what have you. I usaully end up rolling off a significant amount of tone with this guitar.

Damn, Milford. These last few posts have been a good consolation. The guy that was always good to me and my friends was a guy named Sandy. He left a couple of years ago.

Is Barry the guy with the handlebar mustache? I can only imagine the damage Ed Roman caused.

Went in for an emergency string buy tonight. I spied an Epiphone with Dale Earnhardt on it. Pointed it out.

Drummer to salesguy: "Hey, do you guys have Mark Martin?"