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Doc Powell

Doc Powell

Guitarist Doc Powell’s home studio, in the back of his modest Pasadena ranch house, is soundproofed with thick velvet drapes that cover the windows and dramatically curtain the entire back wall. Curtains also hang in swags along the ceiling. Track lights illuminate framed citations and tour photos, a wall-mounted TV and the vivid blue carpet. Powell’s guitars are alternately mounted on the wall or recline on the floor among the stools and mike stands. The focal point is his desktop production area: a PC, a keyboard, a mixer and a mobile rack of audio equipment.

Powell’s face breaks into a grin, but it’s not sparked by the thrill of his production tools. He’s focusing on a chest-high plywood platform against the near wall that is tricked out as a miniature car-racing world replete with greenery, a gas station-even mini homeboy figures. Powell clutches a joystick and watches a pair of Scalectrix muscle cars whiz around the four-lane track.

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