Bit Schizophrenic in the marketing to be honest.
Spaghetti Westerns, Cactus, Cowboy Hats, Purty little ladies in knickerbockers . Go for your gun - but go for it slow. They got me pardner. I see you’re packing iron sonny.
Then they call it “Pathways” - which could easily be a weekend seminar on beating addiction, or a leaflet from your local housing authority!
Ain’t no fancy pathways in this here town cowboy. Jus’ dust, cow dirt, and rocks, as far as ya can see. Now draw!
Pardon the pun, but the Strymon Clint V2 can be had - For a Few Dollars More!