Jimmy Page. Mastodon. Sepultura. These are not quiet artists. These are thunder-chugging, riff-sweating, diabolic sound-lords sent to sizzle ear canals and make heads bang with one thing in common: they all play Orange amps. Now in bite-size roar! 🤯

If we had to choose one song lyric to throw up on the wall it would probably be, "Chicken for lunch, chicken for my dinner, Chicken, chicken, chicken, I'm a finger-licking winner," or, "Cheeseburger in paradise, Heaven on earth with an onion slice, Not too particular, not too precise, I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise," or, "Tequilla." Let your bud decide! 🎶

Frustrated with Bluetooth speakers that don't blow your skirt up and the doors off? Are you a worshiper of the wall of sound, but lack the space to practice the mystic volume arts? Marshall knows a thing or two about shoving Judas Priest down your ear-holes, and the boom it pulls off in this tiny package will leave your neighbors calling the National Guard. 🤘😝🤘