When I jammed everything into my car and then proceeded to drive it (with large helpings of help from Josh), I sort of neglected to pack anything that wasn't immediately in my line of site. This included my guitar amplifier (but not, surprisingly, my actual guitars).
Today I picked up this guy while walking to my car to move it before officer Purvis, M or officer Sierra got the opportunity to ticket me. Hipster yardsale find. It is a tube amp. It is small (but surprisingly heavy) which is a thing I found out after walking home by way of a children's festival and narrowly avoiding beaning multiple children in the head (children are amp-in-hand level and tend to run into me). It definitely turns on when you plug it in, but I don't know if it makes noise (haven't unpacked my guitar chords yet... I hope).
"Welcome to spaceship Denver" tattooed hipster yardsaler said as I left. Which is a weird thing to say, but in his defense, I did start the transaction by offering to scavenge a clown painting for him to round out his collection.. and also... This is Denver.