You can’t make this shit up: Earlier in the year, Sean got himself sponsored by RKS. The result was the kryptonite-based axe, which I believe he first played at Chain Reaction. But I guess that wasn’t cool enough, because the other day he comes walking through the door with a gold-plated guitar. Really. No chocolate inside or anything.
(Additionally, someone even donated a vintage all-plastic guitar—from 1953, no less—to Sean during a garage sale. Again, you can’t make sh*t like this up!)
Supposedly this new axe plays well enough to delight God himself, though personally I’d be a mite nervous playing something laced with gold in a club full of drunken, ornery southern Californians. But, then, I’m not Sean, and I’m not a member of BTP.