Where one chills during mid-session breaks. Well, one of the places...
The desk in the control room, with the first gear drop. (Doesn't everyone need an eight channel Mackie now and again?)
The magic of glass bricks. These shells were soon dwarfed by a mountain of picks, adaptors, shakers, and Pacificos.
Simply hanging.
Backpacker in repose.
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