Lorien has got himself a Woolly Mammoth distortion pedal, which means, in the grand old world of hand-me-downs, that I get to use his Little Big Muff for my violin. I can now make my violin sound like thirty thousand angels being sick, which is the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. Dear Diary, YEY.

Whoever said “Too many distortion pedals spoil the broth” was wrong. Also I don’t think anyone has ever said that before.