Crisp jingly upper strings and deader wound is the opposite of nylon strings - dull thuddy uppers with big ringing wound lowers. I'll play nylon in the presence of beer to lessen longer term fingertip pain but it's a compromise in sound. Back in the day it was a set of strings per night and they got beat appreciably dead. Now I'm more like George measuring change intervals in years.
My neighbour has one of those 10 or $20k Martins and told me of spending a whole day trying to duplicate an earlier recorded sound in his mini studio. I empathise, playing technique is 80% of getting the sound out of a guitar. Mic-ing and signal chain is a lesser issue. One night we were playing all/both kinds of music, country AND Western, in a small town with two competing bars. Our's closed earlier so that band came to check us out early and we saw them later after closing. I tended to play with a light pick touch and went stock strat into deluxe reverb fresh strings. 0 bass treble ie flat. The other guitarist marvelled at my sound. He, on the other hand, kicked up the bass and treble and ham fisted the snot out of his picking and strumming. Pure mush sound. Technique IMO. Smoke got so thick, slowly coming down from ceiling height that you couldn't make out the people at the closest tables by the end of the night. Holy stank Batman.
My neighbour has one of those 10 or $20k Martins and told me of spending a whole day trying to duplicate an earlier recorded sound in his mini studio. I empathise, playing technique is 80% of getting the sound out of a guitar. Mic-ing and signal chain is a lesser issue. One night we were playing all/both kinds of music, country AND Western, in a small town with two competing bars. Our's closed earlier so that band came to check us out early and we saw them later after closing. I tended to play with a light pick touch and went stock strat into deluxe reverb fresh strings. 0 bass treble ie flat. The other guitarist marvelled at my sound. He, on the other hand, kicked up the bass and treble and ham fisted the snot out of his picking and strumming. Pure mush sound. Technique IMO. Smoke got so thick, slowly coming down from ceiling height that you couldn't make out the people at the closest tables by the end of the night. Holy stank Batman.










