Singfx !free! - Xear

"That's not... that's not a reverb algorithm," Jax muttered. He put the headphones back on, volume lower.

The shop smelled of ozone, old carpet, and burning solder. Towers of junked synthesizers, twisted rack-mounted processors, and miles of cabling threatened to topple over with every step. Behind the counter sat a man who looked like he had been carved out of driftwood—Old Man Silas. xear singfx

Jax sat in the dark, breathing hard. The Xear SingFX sat inert on the desk, its red LED dead. "That's not