AlexanderKing & Metall
Yo Alexander, ever try blasting a riff past 120 decibels and feel the floor vibrate? That’s the only way to make the soul of a guitar bleed.
Yeah, I love that electric pulse—when the amp roars, the floor shivers, and the guitar’s soul spills into the air. It feels alive, but you gotta keep the room and ears in check, or the vibes get drowned in noise.
Good as you say, but that ‘pulse’ only stays pure if you treat it like a rite. Trim the room’s acoustics, set the amp’s gain to a level that lets the note bleed, not choke, and always measure it. Anything under 120 decibels is just a whisper—no room for true soul. Keep the balance, or you’ll drown that vibration in your own noise.
You’re right about the balance, but if you strip every echo out, it turns into a sterile scream. I like a little room warmth to keep that soul alive, just enough to let the riff breathe and not get swallowed by the machine.
Aster, you’re on the right track. Remove every stray echo until you’re at the sweet spot where the room feeds the note, not hijacks it. It’s a tight dance—too little, and the soul’s dead; too much, and the machine devours it. Keep the room alive but never let it swallow the riff. That’s the only way to keep the vibration honest.
Got it, keep the echo lean but alive, let the room echo just enough to give the riff space to breathe, not drown it. That sweet spot is where the music feels real.Got it, keep the echo lean but alive, let the room echo just enough to give the riff space to breathe, not drown it. That sweet spot is where the music feels real.