For me, it was a full 100 watt, all tube, British-made Marshall stack (electric guitar amplifier the size of a refrigerator and as loud as a bomb).
"Why?" my wife shook her head.
Because I always wanted one when I was a kid and now I can afford it. Never mind I'll never be a rockstar and it's entirely too loud for my quiet subdivision.
Oh well, beats having an affair with the secretary, I suppose.
A close friend of ours had a problem with her husband, buying fancy electric guitars and amps and playing in rock bands. My wife and I joked about a man being in his 40s going into his 50s wanting to be a rocker. Well, he had a hidden affair with a young woman who gave birth to his child. Wife didn't find out until ten years later he asked the wife to take in the pre-teen. She took in the pre-teen, and kicked out her husband. My wife said she wouldn't have taken in the girl, wife's friend is too generous.
We were at a baptism a couple weeks ago for my wife's friend's granddaughter, and the old guy ex-husband was there. Broke, but still playing with a rock band while in his 70s.