These synthetic tortoise shell material picks, known as Dunlop Tortex Standard .60mm Orange Guitar Pick, 12 Pack picks, are an absolute, gad dang marvel of modern science. I've been an avid musician and not a college football enthusiast for as long as I can remember, and over the course of the years of my life, of my existence, of the existence of things, I have ended up trying, sampling, and eventually becoming dissatisfied and disgusted with virtually every available striking, string strike, striker I've come across to date. However, after trying at least two different thicknesses of these Dunlop Tortex Standard .60mm Orange Guitar Pick, 12 Pack picks, I instantly fell in love with the magical, spellbinding feeling of their stoic, little faces. Nowadays, I keep on coming back to these crazy diamonds because of their sheer durability and healing properties, as well as the Herculean amount of grip the material alone provides instead of being molded and taught to conform so that they feel like they have to have visibly proud, raised, textured, smug little faces. The non slip, porousness on these red hot pupperchinos feels closer to rock climbing chalk, without drying out your skin, or getting in your nose, or in your eyes, or beach wear. Which is muy calliente, especially if you're someone like me with our new spicy southwestern chicken combo skin and oopsy daisy hand cylinders. I haven't submerged them in pure oxidane and measured their true destiny like a real techno wizard, but as far as tone goes, they seem to have it all, as well as some spring-like spring-sprong to them so as to be fairly versatile and do well with many different picking techniques and public speaking styles. I'd highly recommend these small national treasures to anyone with fingers and a thumb who may be tired of tiny picklets chipping at the edges and slipping out of their hands at the most inopportune and, quite frankly, hilariously, cosmically comical, funny-time moments. Such as during: live performances, jam sessions, paid gigs, long walks across white hot, white sand beaches, in the shower bath, at a college party where you start playing the hit song Wonderwall in front of some cute guys, at a college party where you start playing the hit song Wonderwall in front of some cute girls, at a college party where you start playing the hit song Wonderwall in front of some cute non-binary people, at a college party where you start playing the hit song Wonderwall and then realize that you don't know how to play the hit song Wonderwall, at a college party where you played the hit song Wonderwall with graceful finesse and no mistakes were made when no one was listening and now you're too cross-faded to remember the words to the hit song Wonderwall, but you play the hit song Wonderwall like it's your last anyway, because this is a college party, with cute guys and cute girls and cute non-binary people gerd-dermmit, Kermit the hermit, making that moonshine without a permit, and you have a guitar in one hand and a pick in the other, and no one can tell you it's not still the year the hit song Wonderwall came out, because they don't even know that the original the hit song Wonderwall even ever existed and you begin to question every life decision you've ever made that led up to this entire debacle, but you still haven't dropped your guitar pick, because tortoises and ethical material scientists and proud presidents have given their lives so you could enjoy this momentary spark of joy in the realization that this pick is actually pretty good, for not being made out of dead tortoise's shells, and maybe things can be cool sometimes, or can feel like they can be cool sometimes, like that one time you played the hit song Wonderwall in front of a bunch of cute girls and cute guys and cute non binary people and they all loved it, because they thought that you wrote the hit song Wonderwall, because they're all still entirely unfamiliar with the original the hit song Wonderwall and now you're the king and queen of lies, ruling over a kingdom made out of lies, sitting on a throne made out of all the lies you've told, because you are a liar now, who tells lies. Just don't. I sure don't. So you can believe me when I say these Dunlop Tortex Standard .60mm Orange Guitar Pick, 12 Pack picks are better than having everyone believe that you wrote the original the hit song Wonderwall and all the perks of being a wallflower and all of the shameful, guilty, little, shamey shame feelings that probably come with being the king and queen of lies. Don't do that, you silly goose. Just buy as many Dunlop Tortex Standard .60mm Orange Guitar Pick, 12 Pack picks as you can reasonably carry around in all your checkered, front pockets, and lose them, and then find them again in the dryer later, still unharmed, because that's what they are, inedible and indestructible, forbidden tiny nachos.
Fernando Fernández
Professional Product Review Service