As a *dampener*...it sucks. As a PARTAY MACHINE!!! It blinks, it's kinda cool. I have one laying in the sawdust somewhere. It works, but it's not like it's on fire or nothin'. It won't make the chics think you're John Travolta or nothin', but it does blink. And make you feel like dancin' on the court.
But as a dampener? It's the worst I've ever tried. It's the worst kind of rubber for this sort of thing, a hard durometer...the hardest I've tried. It may as well be plywood it's so hard for a rubber damepener. It has to be that way to encapsulate the blinking laser lights show. I think it's the first dampener I've ever used that actually made the hit feel "harder" for lack of a better word. The response just felt cruder, harder, if you like dampeners; I can all but guarantee you probably won't like this one...and will chuck it, ouch, says the stray neighborhood pooch.
The best thing I can say about it is that it's Christmas time already, but with this dampener, everyday out will feel like Christmas. You'll feel like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer...who had a somewhat dullish-kinda sort shiny nose. If you were expecting a disco show...eh, it's not all that bright.
The main thing is that it makes the string bed feel like crip. There are FAR better feeling dampeners than this.
This said, I don't like dampeners at all. I like all that glitters, and is somewhat tacky...and this fit the bill. When I saw it, I just HAD to have it.
To be honest, I like the bling, because I'm a rock star like Andre Agassi, but it just sucks. I can appreciate what a nice feeling dampener does for a frame, even though I like ping that sings...but this just feels like cardboard. It makes your racket feel like craptastic cardboard, hard and crusty and dull...just like the cardboard from that last box for Victoria's favorite hex toys you tossed. It sucks. Trust me on this, everyone should buy at least one, should have at least one...use it only when there's a hot artsy chic around that you want to impress, the kind that shops in thrift stores because it's trendy, and nobody else does it...hmmm, it's kinda like an infomercial product. The more people buy one and inevitably complain about its inherent lack of usefulness afterward, the more joy everyone feels. Sometimes, sharing the craptastic is what makes life fun, enjoyable. Pass it on. Trust me on this, EVERYONE needs to have at least one, then complain afterward. The hot art chic knocked you out, mugged you in teh parking lot, she wanted one for herself. Oh, joy, now everyone will admire her originality the next time she shows up to a function with her new blinking vibration dampener necklace thingy. "Tell me...oh, WHERE did you get it?!" "Oh, you know, it's true...from Tennis Thrift House, they're really cool." "Cool." "Yeah, cool."
Ah, sigh...sassy art chics and their blingin' ornaments, 'gotta love 'em.
Review will come up at either Wednesday or Thursday, but ill be sure to post.
