MITCH DALTON

lytemnestra - “What nails thee, raising this ado for us?”(Aeschylus, possibly mis-heard). I can say with exaggeration that I’ve suffered for my music. And now it’s your turn. Because this month we turn to a critical question, one that wielders of ’59 Les Pauls cranked to 11 through Marshall JTMs rarely ask. But should. And that enquiry, my aurally challenged friends, is: “Hey Mitch, how do I produce a mellifluous tone from the Korean Spanish guitar languishing unloved in my boudoir?”