So, PBR and Advil – bad idea? My TMJ is killing me. Thanks to a hellaciously stressful week at work, my jawbone muscles are sore and aching. Rather than do my facial exercises (yes, they do look as goofy as you’re imagining right now), I’m opting for the beer and Advil relaxation method. Maybe I’ll call it PBAdvil. Or Advipbr. I don’t really feel like detailing my boring work. Let’s just boil it down to: Troubleshooting. After five days of solving severe, severe problems, (well, severe in my line of business anyway) I took a long lunch and went to Guitar Center. Managed to get my hands on a doublecut Gibson that I’d been curious about the neck on. I’m not a fan of doublecuts. At all. I was interested in the neck, and the P90. (PBR90?) The P90 sounded cool, but was missing some bottom end. *DING* The lightbulb goes on over my head. That’s what the bass guitar is for. Duhhh. For some reason I’ve had it in my head that some of that bass *thunk* should be pushed out of whatever guitar I’ve been playing. Duh (again). Sometimes I don’t know why my brain works that way, […]