I had the most disturbing dream last night...

[RedCoatMonster]

I was sitting in my room playing bass, and out of nowhere the neck fell off and started to come apart in strange ways! All the paaint started falling off, then the headstock fell off, the triuss rod was ruined, the neck wouldnt bolt back on, and the frets were all ruined...someone hold me.
If Freud were around, I think he might say im afraid of castration...the neck representing my manhod.

[Marcus Johnson]

I have a similar dream sometimes, my DB just falling apart at the seams, termites, whatever. I'm REALLY glad to wake up from that one. Usually I put in a call to my luthier shortly thereafter.

Another one is the "can't find the venue" dream... gig starts in two minutes, and I'm hopelessly lost.

[Lazylion]

Originally Posted by Marcus Johnson

...the "can't find the venue" dream... gig starts in two minutes, and I'm hopelessly lost.

+1 I've had that one! I hate to be late to the gig.

[Ben B]

I've never had the bass falling apart dream. A few times I've had a dream where my band was playing a gig and they start playing a song I don't know, so, I try to fake it and fail.

[Deacon_Blues]

Originally Posted by Ben B

I've never had the bass falling apart dream. A few times I've had a dream where my band was playing a gig and they start playing a song I don't know, so, I try to fake it and fail.

I've experienced that in real life. It has worked out somewhat ok every time though.

I never had the bass falling apart dream either. I'm glad I haven't. Didn't sound too nice.

[MakiSupaStar]

Originally Posted by Lazylion

+1 I've had that one! I hate to be late to the gig.

+2. I've had that one too.

[RedCoatMonster]

I wonder if this is a common occurance on TB. It was the first one I have ever had...
All I know is I dont want another one.

[skaliwag66]

Originally Posted by RedCoatMonster

I was sitting in my room playing bass, and out of nowhere the neck fell off and started to come apart in strange ways! All the paaint started falling off, then the headstock fell off, the triuss rod was ruined, the neck wouldnt bolt back on, and the frets were all ruined...someone hold me.
If Freud were around, I think he might say im afraid of castration...the neck representing my manhod.

It wasn't a dream it was Squier.

[RedCoatMonster]

Originally Posted by skaliwag66

It wasn't a dream it was Squier.

Suprisingly enough, thats pretty accurate, good thing I dont play that POS anymore lol.

[StanFan]

I had a dream that I loaned my 6-string bass to someone for a gig and it was almost completely demolished. The headstock was broken in 4 or more pieces, the neck had long cracks in it, and the body looked like it met an axe (sharpened axe not a guitar ). It felt like one of those dreams when someone close to me dies.

[RedCoatMonster]

Originally Posted by StanFan

I had a dream that I loaned my 6-string bass to someone for a gig and it was almost completely demolished. The headstock was broken in 4 or more pieces, the neck had long cracks in it, and the body looked like it met an axe (sharpened axe not a guitar ). It felt like one of those dreams when someone close to me dies.

If you WERE speaking of a guitar, meeting a bass would most assuradly frightened the wieny guitar into tears.

[PsyDocHill]

The beautiful thing about nightmares is that they embody your greatest fears (you really love that six-string) and then you wake up to find that 'twas merely a dream. REJOICE!

[Baryonyx]

Originally Posted by RedCoatMonster

I was sitting in my room playing bass, and out of nowhere the neck fell off and started to come apart in strange ways! All the paaint started falling off, then the headstock fell off, the triuss rod was ruined, the neck wouldnt bolt back on, and the frets were all ruined...someone hold me.
If Freud were around, I think he might say im afraid of castration...the neck representing my manhod.

Don't worry, thats just mojo!

[Asa Samuel]

I'm sure i've heard this before...

[IconBasser]

Originally Posted by StanFan

I had a dream that I loaned my 6-string bass to someone for a gig and it was almost completely demolished. The headstock was broken in 4 or more pieces, the neck had long cracks in it, and the body looked like it met an axe (sharpened axe not a guitar ). It felt like one of those dreams when someone close to me dies.

heh. I had a dream once where I did something stupid to my 5 string Carvin, and I snapped the neck cleanly in two. I cried. Literally. I woke up and the pillow was wet and salty.

...wait a minute...

[PsyDocHill]

Right after I bought my Warwick, my first "I love it" bass since a totally-fun divorce forced me to give up my house, rent a tiny apt and sell e/t but a cot + my books + some clothing, I remember driving home in an "it's a celebration" mood. I mean, I was playing air-bass on the steering-wheel, just feeling real fine. I'm sure y'all know what I'm talking about.

That same night, I woke up horrified by a dream in which I had left the bass in full-view in my car, parking the thing curbside in friendly, crime-free St. Louis City (I live in the County; those of you from B'more will understand). It was one of those slo'-mo' dreams, you know, where everything just oozes on for what seems like hours. Pure psycho-torture.

So in that dream, I remember realizing, after seeing about 4 patients (so it must "have been" around noon) that my bass was in the car, in full view. Ahhhhh! I remember--running the 1/2 mile or so to the trashy spot I had found to park my vehicle.

I looked @ the car, and I froze: Sure enough, the passenger side window was smashed, and my five-string baby I had just named "Midnight" was gone--GONE! I remember asking people if they had seen anything (oh, yeah, that always works), and just getting "IDK" shrugs. And then I slunk into my car, not even bothering to clean up the glass shards... The whole dream was just way too realistic (including my forgetfulness). At this point, my memory of this way-too-vivid dream of utter gothic horror goes blank.

So I jolted out of that dream, and shivering, sweat soaked, I rushed to where I had parked the instrument, right there across the room. AND IT WAS THERE! I was still half asleep, so the joy was just surreal as I started coming to.

As long as it's a dream, I'll handle it, though I'd rather totally pass on the fun ride to the first taker. You know what I'm saying?

[peterbright]

I'm very careful of my basses in my dreams and others notice it.

[hbarcat]

Originally Posted by RedCoatMonster

I was sitting in my room playing bass, and out of nowhere the neck fell off and started to come apart in strange ways! All the paaint started falling off, then the headstock fell off, the triuss rod was ruined, the neck wouldnt bolt back on, and the frets were all ruined...someone hold me.
If Freud were around, I think he might say im afraid of castration...the neck representing my manhod.

As Freud said, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.




Still, a dream about a broken guitar is better than what I woke up from this morning at 5 AM. Global thermonuclear war and everyone all around me dying in fiery apocalypse and zombies and other creatures of hell running all around as the World ended.

I'm pretty sure I dreamed that because I played Return to Castle Wolfenstein for about 6 hours right before I went to bed, after not having played any video games at all in the past few years.

[MakiSupaStar]

Originally Posted by IconBasser

heh. I had a dream once where I did something stupid to my 5 string Carvin, and I snapped the neck cleanly in two. I cried. Literally. I woke up and the pillow was wet and salty.

...wait a minute...

Proof and pudding that you sir are pillow biter.

[CrazyArcher]

Sometimes I think about having the neck of my bass broken, and it makes me shudder. I'm glad stuff like that doens't visit me at night...