| Futility My typical bass dreams are exercises in futility. A great act comes into town (say Tower of Power or EWF). Somehow I convince them that I should be allowed to sit in. They agree, and then I realize my bass is 2 miles away, and I have to walk to go get it. I am more than willing, since I usually have a REALLY good bass (like a 1961 PBass) to play. I go and get it, but it takes me about 6 hours to return (due to the involvement in other adventures which take my time while I am trying to get back to the gig of my life). When I finally return, TOP or EWF has already left, but someone tells me I can play with a church worship band instead.
I had one awful dream that I tried to sand out a very small dent on my 1978 PBass & ended up sanding away the entire neck. A body with a pile of sawdust, with an important gig coming up in an hour.
Sorry to hear that you guys have had to live real-life nightmares!
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