Off on a side track. Can I regale you with my own misadvantures?
I use to be a would-be guitar player, more 'would' that 'be' though. I had this righteous SG lead guitar amp, transistor pre-amps with plenty of special effects, and rock solid tube power section.
I had been playing one night when the amp just quite working. A little investigation indicated it was fuse in the leg where the push-pull sections joined together. Simple enough to replace.
For the record, the Tube power section had a 600 volt power supply and a huge boat-anchor power transformer.
A friend dropped by, the lights were dim, smoke filled the air, and a few fresh empty beer cans littered the table. I called my friend over to demonstrate the amp and the problem to him. Holding a microphone in one hand, I pointed at the fuse with the other.
"It was that fuse right .....AAAAAAAURGH!!!!"
As I pointed in the dim light, the tip of my finger touched the 600 volt line. Instantly I reacted dropping the microphone which was providing the ground path. I was dazed and confused but alive.
The palm of the hand holding the microphone has a cinder mark where the 600 volts had arced into my skin. 600 volts directly across the heart, and I live to tell the tale.
It was a lesson WELL, though painfully, learned.
steve/bluewizard
I use to be a would-be guitar player, more 'would' that 'be' though. I had this righteous SG lead guitar amp, transistor pre-amps with plenty of special effects, and rock solid tube power section.
I had been playing one night when the amp just quite working. A little investigation indicated it was fuse in the leg where the push-pull sections joined together. Simple enough to replace.
For the record, the Tube power section had a 600 volt power supply and a huge boat-anchor power transformer.
A friend dropped by, the lights were dim, smoke filled the air, and a few fresh empty beer cans littered the table. I called my friend over to demonstrate the amp and the problem to him. Holding a microphone in one hand, I pointed at the fuse with the other.
"It was that fuse right .....AAAAAAAURGH!!!!"
As I pointed in the dim light, the tip of my finger touched the 600 volt line. Instantly I reacted dropping the microphone which was providing the ground path. I was dazed and confused but alive.
The palm of the hand holding the microphone has a cinder mark where the 600 volts had arced into my skin. 600 volts directly across the heart, and I live to tell the tale.
It was a lesson WELL, though painfully, learned.
steve/bluewizard
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