Congrats on the possession of a truly historic and great amplifier. The pic of your 361 in front of the windows with the beautiful view outside brought back many memories and made me FEEL GOOD. I used to have 3 of the Acoustic 361 powered cabs and one 360 head to control all of the cabs, when we were playing and touring back in the late 6os and early 70s. I usually only used two 361 cabs so the third was virtually unused and sat at home in my mothers closet. After a fire destroyed my working rig in a middle of the night after gig fire(the head and two cabs), for about 30 years that 3rd cab sat in that closet pristine in its cover without a scratch. Finally, I decided to get my cab out of the closet and have it shipped to me across 1000 miles and placed in front of a set of windows with a view just like yours. I decided to see if I could find another 360 head, but after a couple of fruitless years of looking, a buyer found me and purchased my pristine cab sitting in the window. I have an old pic of it somewhere.
But just just one word of caution Dr Feelgood, playing that amp too loud might literally blow those windows. When I was practicing at high volumes almost daily with my band in our basement in the 60s and 70s, my mom used to complain about having to change the light bulbs about once a month, but then later she also started to notice something else...small cracks in the glass of our large walkout basement windows, that gradually but steadily grew in size. until we stopped practicing there. She swore it was from my bass amp. But she was a great mom , God rest her soul. She never complained other wise...she felt the band was good for our creativity, intelligence, that it kept us busy and out of mischief-I mean what other kids had jobs that kept them busy 70-90 hours a week practicing, traveling, setting up, tearing down, learning songs, putting up posters , getting gigs, etc, and best of all playing gigs and meeting other musicians who said" Damn-you guys are good, you wanna go on tour with us"?... which would get us out of school...but only if we kept up our grades. Oh I could go on.... Thanks for triggering the memories.
