This particular scene from, 'A Step Over the Edge' is an insight into the passions that Scott and his brother, David shared together.
Drums were David’s particular obsession. He managed to turn his garage into a make-shift recording studio. He built himself a soundproof room, walls stuffed with insulation and it even had windows looking out. Inside was his drum set, the thing that he loved even more than his wife. He invested in an eighteen channel mixer and all around it were strings of wires and cables strung all over the room to amps, microphones, and instruments of all sorts. He had a a unique collection and loved his music, but the best part was that David and Scott shared their passions together. Scott missed sitting on the stool in that room, being completely cut off from the rest of the world with just his brother and his acoustic guitar. Scott played his Takamine acoustic more than any other one of his guitars. It had the most beautiful ring to it with a neck that was perfectly calibrated and tuned to perfection. When he was buying it he made sure that it was designed with built in pickups, the best that he could find. Scott considered his acoustic guitar his mid-life crisis present to try and justify the purchase to his wife. It was expensive, probably more than he should have spent, maybe even more than he could afford, but he took it, and loved it either way. The takamine took up most of his playing time and he rarely ever used his Les Paul, which he promised he’d never get bored of when he made that one of his investments. Linda was furious, screaming, “What are you thinking? We have to save up for a house, establish ourselves, get ready for a family! Why you are wasting your money on things like this?” She just didn't understand.
He was still young, he had a career started, he had no worries, and that is what he wanted, so he got it. He still took it over to David’s after he got the acoustic, but most sessions were played with the melody of the acoustic. He plugged it into one of specialty costumed acoustic amplifiers, and recorded it with two microphones that captured the speakers sound from a right angle. They all had a microphone with a stand in front of them for vocals - in case they found the courage to give it their all, but most cases no one worked up the fortitude to present their voice.
Everyone usually wore headphones - giant black ones that cut out the sound of the rest of the room. Through the headphones they could hear each other, both instrument and voice to complete exquisiteness. It took almost ten years of Dave’s life to complete such a set up and although it was extremely amateur, he was passionate about it. He had more money than Scott did because he was smart and had been a lucky investor. He shared his wealth with Scott when he needed it. He was a well established, happy individual.
Scott grabbed his acoustic, set it on his lap and thought about his brother. He lightly plucked the strings, trying not to attract attention from his family. He let his mind wander. He was in a state of true disappointment, anger, and sadness; it was a fuel that he didn’t know how to control. He wanted to find his brothers murderer. He wanted to know what had happened. He knew that no matter what Linda said, he thought it would be more rewarding to kill whoever was responsible and get vengeance than try to punish him through the legal system. Scott knew how light the legal system was and he believed that his brother's murderer deserved much more.
