Daredevil Pedals Introduces the Nova Fuzz

The Nova features a very simple setup with only two control knobs.

Chicago, IL (June 25, 2014) -- Chicago-based boutique builder Daredevil Pedals has introduced the new Nova silicon fuzz pedal. Based on an original design, the Nova is a silicon fuzz pedal that you can use for tight rhythm tones (without the mush) and saturated, singing leads. It offers great harmonic sustain, a bright raspy edge, and stacks well with other effects. Highly touch-sensitive and dynamic, it’s also loud enough to be used as a solo boost.


  • All hand-wired with true bypass.
  • Super-simple operation with two knobs controlling volume and saturation.
  • Very versatile tones from vintage to modern.
  • Retains note distinction and clarity, even at high gain settings.
  • Small size and 9V power jack are pedalboard-friendly

The Nova Fuzz carries a street price of $135.

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