hxc_dancer

I first noticed this starting today when I brought my amp over to a friend's house -- its a 2003 Marshall TSL100.

The amp had been a little cold for a short while earlier, but i gave it about two hours to warm up, and all the condensation should have dried up.

I played on it for about half an hour, and then i started to get a shock when I touched the strings on my guitar.

I turned it off for about 5 minutes, and then played for about another 20 minutes, before getting shocked again.

I don't know if this is because of a bad power supply or bad grounding, or if maybe a ground connection came loose inside the amp.

Any ideas on what to do? It has never done this before, and I really don't wanna have to turn it off in the middle of a show, or also get shocked to a greater extent. It's not a lethal dose of electricity, but it is a jolt, and i would like to have the problem corrected before it ends up being lethal someday.

Thanks =]

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American Viking

something isn't grounded right or a neutral is loose and touching the grounding somewhere. plug it in a play it somewhere else and see if it continues to happen. where i rehearse i get shocked when my lips or teeth touch the microphone while i'm playing guitar. it doesn't happen anywhere but there.
if the amp is grounding out on you it's a loose wire somewhere and shouldn't be hard to spot. open the chassis and just see if two connections are touching where they shouldn't be.

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Ken

Sounds like a ground loop. In the "old days" amps had a polarity switch that eliminates this problem. I assume your amp has a three prong plug, but if something else you're using has a 2 prong plug, switch it around in the wall socket.

I am worried that the shock comes and goes though; a ground loop would shock you every time. You better take the amp to a tech and see what's up. Sounds like voltage leaking through a bad capacitor or something.

Ken

The Mick

Get one of these and allways use it I've been to too many clubs/bars with bad power.

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rockinr0ll

Grounding issue. Make sure to solve it because it could be deadly. I once had issues with a 2 pong back in the day... not fun right?

Adwex

That's a good suggestion. It might be a problem with the power.

I'm not sure how it could be a ground loop. A singer/guitarist getting shocked by the microphone usually occurs when the guitar amp and PA are plugged into different circuits, and there is a potential difference (the scientific name for voltage) between the grounds of each circuit. Your hands/lips complete the circuit, and current flows from one ground to the other...through your lips. OUCH !

amplifier

I'd be more affraid of the current traveling through my heart than a burnt lip.

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