yea you could say I was very emotinoal about my 76'P-Bass;
When I was 17 I decided to stop playing drums for my dads band and switch over to bass.
My uncle sold me a 76 MIA P Bass. Brass Badass II bridge and brass tuners.
Blond with a black pick guard, maple Neck.
I loved that Bass.
One day about 6 years later (and many rush albums mastered) I was playing my bass in a new rented house. I remember I was playing something off Presto. I was hooked up to my Peavey Mk VI.
My music room was next to the kitchen and I decided to go grab a beer out the fridge. My bass cord was long enough so I walked over to the fridge with my P bass on and volume turned down (Still plugged in powered on).
As i approached the fridge, I put my hand out to reach for handle and something very strange occurred in that moment.
I felt a strange tingling in my right hand, I can clearly remember how it felt like my hand was waking from being asleep for a long time.
My brain trying to process this weird tingling had all of a half second to contemplate it before my hand was pulled....literally to the fridge door handle.
As my hand grasped the handle the tingling went away and was replaced by an intense (and painful) muscle spasm. I felt it go up my arm and into my chest area and travel to my left hand which was wrapped around the neck of my P bass.
It took me 2 or 3 seconds to realize what was happening to me.
I was being electrocuted!!!
I tried to pull my hand away from the door handle, but it just wouldn't move.
That when I yelled out for help.
My Mom who was in the living room came running just in time to see me try and Kick the fridge door to pry my hand away from it.
I gave the fridge at least 4 or 5 hard kicks and finally...finally the sonofabitch let me go.
Here is where it gets even stranger.....
I flew back a few feet once my hand was free and fell over on some garbage bags that were ready to go out to the roadside.
I hadn't noticed that my right foot (not in rubber lined shoes) was still on the fridge door.....
I could smell burning plastic and wood and noticed smoke vapors coming from underneath me.
My Mom saw i was still in contact with the fridge and pulled the plug.
(Mind you this all happened with 15- 20 seconds).
I lay there on burnt garbage bags not sure if i was ok. Was it over?
I looked at the fridge and it looked more like a monster from the twilight Zone than it did a normal fridge.
My Mom called 911.
Great....not a good sign. I didn't know if i looked like a well done hamburger or not. I couldn't feel anything.
After 20-30 seconds passed by I got up, flexed my arms and legs, everything seeming ok. Then i noticed that the fridge was about 4 feet from where it had been. The damn thing seemed to have followed me where I fell!!!
After I assured my Mom (who was freaking out and crying) that I seemed to be Ok I glannced at my bass.............
My poor, poor P bass. The one I loved.
I noticed my Brass Badass II bridge had a Black hole in one corner.
From there, A perfectly straight burn line was made in the clearcoat from the bridge all the way up the body, then up the neck.
Two strings had also been popped along the way.
The very last Brass tuning key was colored purple then transitioned to black.
Then I thought...Oh no! My Amp!
I saw that my cord looked ok. (Rubber)
As i went into my room, I saw no lights on my amp.....
It was dead.
Fried.
$@!&!
I went to the hospital for a barage of tests on my heart. Other parts were also checked mostly my fingers and my feet. The Doc told me that usually in a case like this an "exit wound" is possible, where the current leaves your body to find ground.
He told me I was lucky. The bass took the majority of the hit instead of me.
We had an electrician come out and he inspected the house and found that the landlord tried to do his own electrical work and did not ground the breaker box. The whole house was live just waiting to hurt someone.
He said I was lucky it was the fridge (120V) I touched and not the dryer (240V) in house or I'd be dead.
Even so, he said your lucky you had that bass on.
So....I know, long story....but that 76 P bass saved my life.
I put original pickups back in and pots. New Strings.
But i left all the burn marks there. As a reminder.
It wasn't long after this that it was stolen.
I miss that bass......
If anyone in Windsor Ontario has seen a 76 P-Bass with very strange burn marks on it, let me know.
My 2001 Geddy Lee Jazz is keeping me company now.
test,