Guitar Amp Doormat
Before entering the hallowed halls of music, you must step thy mortal paws upon the rug of sounds, so as not to track in street mud and other vulgar substances of the outside world. This doorway is a threshold separating the familiar dimension of life from one awash with unknown textures, vibrations, and liquid moods lapping at your eardrums like warm honey. And you thought there would be no ritual of passage? Welcome to the House of Tone, fool.