You know, I've always said I hated pointy headstocks, Floyd Rose twang bars, flat radius necks and overwound humbuckers - but whenever I go to a music store and I see one of these "I've-been-had"s, I can't help but plug it into some grindy Marshall amp and let the finger tapping tricks, dive bombs and pig squeely harmonics flow.
Problem is, if I got one, I'd have to grow a mullet again, and Kate will have nothing to do with that.
Jonny, if it rocks as good as it looks, that'll be a screamer.