I just changed religions. I've plugged into a lot of amps over the years but son of a b*tch! All the hullabaloo is for REAL. Just plugged the 'ol Fender in and immediately crapped myself. The tone, the tone! I now feel flat-out sorry for g**tar*st. I had to get a longer cable to get away from it. Hooked her up to the 810 and she cooks good . As a result, today I met two different long-time neighbors who never come out of their houses. One I've literally never met and the other lady I thought had died along time ago who said her Reader's Digest fell off her nightstand (she really said that). Also got threatened by a third idiot . And that was from a Paul Chambers solo. I almost said, "What's the matter, don't like jazz?" But then I thought better of it cause here in my parts neighbors shoot each other readily. Can't wait 'til mornin' though when I hook up BOTH 810s and they all get to hear Electric Funeral for breakfast . Thanks foremost to Psycho Bass Guy for LOTS of help along the way! Lastly, if anyone knows a good drywall guy around Nashville please let me know. The SVT caused a bunch in my garage to fall down off the ceiling.