Robbie Lesiuk

An eventful weekend in Inverness last month resulted in the following:

After the bar staff made a couple of phone calls, we eventually sourced another PA with which to finish the gig. It just so happened to belong to a band whose guitarist hails from Falkirk originally and used to play in a band with me. What a small world it is.

The reason I am babbling on about this now, is that I finally replaced the mixer today with a shiny new one. I am sure for the professional audio experts out there, it’s not the kind of high quality, highly expensive equipment they would recommend, but we were paying for it ourselves and I am sure it will do the job fine.

This in itself is not an unusual occurrence. Rare maybe, because I am kind of tight, but not unusual.

This lead is a little different though, the jack plugs on each end break into two parts and are held in place by magnets. The idea is that if you accidentally kick the lead, you do not trip up or break the cable - the magnets just separate and you can quickly stick it back together.

I have only owned this cable for a couple of hours or so and already I can spot a flaw in the design. I will never play guitar again. Every time I go to plug it in, I will end up playing with the lead - pulling the magnets apart and sticking them back together.

Magnets are fun.