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A pair of tuxedos! Very nice. I love the look of the 157. It was my choice when I ordered my first Heritage over 20 years ago.

Welcome aboard. Love the guitars and the special pickups!

Resistance would be futile

And THAT is how you introduce yourself. i adore the 157s. Love the fawn. Welcome, you will be assimilated.

I've had a few guitars that came with HRWs. Archtops with a single pickup sounded great. The bridge pickup being a HRW was too bright for me. I tried but couldn't come to terms with that. Many had a positive experience though.

My favorite Heritage inlays are the abalone blocks. I haven't seen an example come out of the factory for a very long time. The H-555 inlays are less than subtle. The design came from the same guys who produced the controversial headstock. Both have grown on me. I don't even notice. If I do, it's part of old Heritage's personality, and I smile.

The H-157 3 pickups guitar has H.R.W.s and it is a 2002. The 2 pickups H-157 is a 1999 with the Schaller golden 50s.

@LenzGuitar...Beautiful and rare Heritage H157's. What year were they born, er, I mean built? Welcome to the HOC.

There are some quirky things on a real Heritage you might notice. I don't think many here mention it though. After owning and playing dozens of Heritages from 1986 to 2023, I've notice a few things. The binding does not hide the maple cap at the cutaway unlike Gibson has over the years. One curiosity is the dot inlays on the side markers in the neck. One of them above the 12th fret sits slightly off center, making it obvious the same tooling was used for well over 20 years. Headstocks have changed slightly, a little less narrow and the points a bit sharper Necks progressively (and I mean PROGRESSIVELY) got thicker and rounder since 1986. Hardware and pickups have changed. Schaller pickups and hardware until early 2000's, then Seymour Duncan humbuckers and Tone Pros hardware, and now inhouse built pickups and Heritage embossed tuners. Up until 2016 or so, every single Heritage was a custom order. They were a boutique builder before the term was ever coined. Despite all the changes in the past ten years, the company is doing better than ever. Their work is some of the best there is and overall, the history tells a tale of persistence, devotion, and generational craftsmanship that is hard to duplicate these days.

Now there's a good start to a post! Nice pair... of 157's...

Doesn't seem like much of a deal...

Yes, my Redstripe is the USA made variant.

Double good introduction.

These are being discontinued so I grabbed one for $179 ($20 off).

Everything comes from China now. But you can still find plenty of the USA gear on the market

Actually? Peavey led the charge in PA systems hands down. And their amps were no let down either. My Peavey arsenal is Peavey Bandit 112 Peavey Express 112 Peavey Classic 50 212 Peavey TNT 115BW bass amp

Yup, but I also think there is a difference between analog and digital technology. The old transistor, analog Bandit is still a serviceable amp just like a tube amp. The modeling/digital stuff has a shelf life and when it fails, its trash.

What's this? Tube people embracing solid state. 😏 I've always maintained both for this same reason.

@mars_hall...Wow, what a colorful trip down memory lane...all triggered by a LP Junior. You should write a book. Oh, and I love your P90 black H-150. Never seen a TP6 on a Heritage. Wasn't that one of Ren Wall's inventions?

Great story. Great photo.

I've read about the Special 130 and the Studio Pro, both of the Transtube variety and nothing but praise. One would think Peavey would bring them back. They do still make a Bandit, but its a digital amp these days.

This was one of the finest little angry guitars I've ever owned. It was a dark cherry 1960 Les Paul Junior, in the true 3/4 sized form and it had its P-90 growl. It could get a tad noisy, strings left untouched, but she could sing, and she made your hands feel absolutely huge. Bought it in Indy for $160, as I recall, this after seeing it in a local ad paper, The Trader... So it was about 14 years old at the time and came from a kid living on the depressed side of town. Was intended to get me going for that articulated Leslie West sound... My apartment was burglarized on Christmas Eve that year while I was away doing the annual family get-together thing, with the Junior being snatched, along with my home stereo and tools. The police called me into the station to file a report, took my picture, and eventually the Junior would be returned, along with the stereo in about a month. Supposedly it had been recovered from a taxi driver who had a side hussle going as a fence. The tools would forever remain AWOL. When it came to court, the accused got a pass. Strange to me, but that's life. Months later, he happened to be in a bar where our band was playing and started up a conversation with me, while sitting up at the bar during our break. Never really got a straight/complete story out of him, but I suspect he was a snitch and it was implied that the whole burglary thing had been a setup to see what, if any activities, the band was up to on the side. We were your typical life of the party band and all that goes with that, but nothing out of control. The force, on the other hand, were a tad corrupt in those days with redneck heroes everywhere trying to make a name for themselves. I had been seeing a girl at that time for about a month, a right fine looker, who, the first time I'd seen her, just happened to wander into another gig/bar we'd played in November. We always drew a crowd and had a regular following, so a new pretty thing was always going to happen. She walked across the floor there in front of the stage while we were up there hitting it, and proceeded to pass out stone cold right there to the floor. With little second guessing, something inside told me I had to get to know this child better, at least for that night anyway. 😜 She was 21, educated, pretty, an ex-cheerleader, yet quite vulnerable, and yes totally strung out in life and values. She was also the daughter of the nearby air base commander, a girl who had grown up early with a wild crowd who lived off base and on the streets, just outside of San Antonio. Aside from the addiction and life choices, she had a lot going for her. Family wealth, brains, looks, personality, skills... And, well, skills... Within about 3 days of that first night, she would check herself into detox, and since she checked quite a few of the required boxes, I would go to visit her in detox. This, and presumably the base command connection, put me and the rest of the band on some kind of a special list to be watched by the locals. The pic from the police station ended up in a drawer in the office of the local highschool, where a freind and later singer in the band found it a couple of years later and returned it to me. I did look tired, but rarely got enough sleep during those days. Another time.... Carla, who was actually a good person, would later become a local politician and city councilman, only to die in the end of a damaged liver... Loved that Junior and it did teach me a lot of things about life! Does bring back an interwoven lot of strangely related memories and tales... Seems I sold the Junior to pick up an original, now vintage Firebird III, though it was only 11 years old at that time.

The Bandits have been one of those amps that just work without any problem... mostly bulletproof, don't need to worry about spare tubes, and sound pretty decent. The Peavey folks actually knew what they were doing!

Yeah, me too as I could really cash in on it these days!! 😡