I prefer to believe Erhlund simply miniaturized Slam Stewart and secured him, a la Christ, to the three corners of the triangle. There, he listens to the sound of my bass and, as best he can with such tiny vocal chords, sings into a tiny Neuman 47 sometimes making on the fly chordal substitutions for me, adjusting my intonation here and there. The preamp, then, is simple an octave reducer bringing his tiny squeeling mouse pitches back down to the bass register.
Simple stuff guys, really. Turtles all the way down.
Simple stuff guys, really. Turtles all the way down.
