The roast desk
01FEATURED TAKES
The roasts worth printing.
The takes the editors pulled for the record — one rig, one voice, one clean hit each.
Lead take
Ah, the Fender American Strat through a Neural DSP Quad Cortex—what a shameful mismatch! It's like bringing a flamethrower to a candlelit dinner; the pristine tones of that Strat are just begging to be unleashed through a classic 1962 tweed Deluxe, not buried under digital algorithms. And no pedals? C'mon! Even a basic wah would have a better chance of sparking some character than that soulless, modern contraption!
Lead take
Ah, the Fender American Strat through a Neural DSP Quad Cortex—what a shameful mismatch! It's like bringing a flamethrower to a candlelit dinner; the pristine tones of that Strat are just begging to be unleashed through a classic 1962 tweed Deluxe, not buried under digital algorithms. And no pedals? C'mon! Even a basic wah would have a better chance of sparking some character than that soulless, modern contraption!
Ah, the Fender American Strat through a Neural DSP Quad Cortex—what a shameful mismatch! It's like bringing a flamethrower to a candlelit dinner; the pristine tones of that Strat are just begging to be unleashed through a classic 1962 tweed Deluxe, not buried under digital algorithms. And no pedals? C'mon! Even a basic wah would have a better chance of sparking some character than that soulless, modern contraption!