Pick a favorite bass of yours, tell us how you ended up with it, how it managed not to leave you, and all that you've been through. I know there are some strange relationships between some of you guys and some pieces of wood... Brownsville ABG-2C RBS Acoustic - Either referred to as "the acoustic", "Brownie", or "SS" because of the Chevy SS emblem covering a scratch in the faux figured top. It was a regular day walking around in New York City, and right before we jumped on the train to head home, my girlfriend and I made the usual 48th Street stop... real quick through Manny's... there were four bassists up in the little room, and four girlfriends just standing around while we noodled -- strange how that happens... And after a quick gaze in the window at Rudy's, I ran into Sam Ash, played everything and came back. For those of you who don't know Sam Ash on 48th Street, it's in different buildings. One for keyboards and pro audio, one for drums, one for band instruments and sheet music, and the last for guitars and basses. The Guitar and bass building is seperated into a room of electrics and a room of acoustics. I usually never bothered with the acoustic room because I kept falling in love with Tacomas, Martins, Taylors, and other expensive guitars. I made my usual trip up and down the aisle, looking at everything, quick diddy with the Roland V-Bass setup in back and I was on my way out, not too impressed. And for some reason, I felt an urge to go into the acoustic side of the store. Sitting there, were two ABG's, kind of ugly, kind of homely, but both priced at $120. I couldn't resist, I picked up the one with four strings and three bridge pins, as opposed to the other mistreated one that had three strings and four bridge pins. I picked it up, hit an open E and it was rich, full and sustained. The open G wasn't too nasally, so I really was impressed. Turns out that Brownsville (Sam Ash brand) was changing out the ABG-2C's and made a small change. These were discontinued so the prices dropped, AND floor models, so a $400 bass was down to $120, and a bit mistreated. Fingerprints were all over, but I couldn't put the thing down. I plugged it into an acoustic combo in the back, and it sounded okay, but I unplugged and smiled from ear to ear. This bass was leaving the store with me, no matter what. I went over to the sales monkey, told him I had one hundred dollars cash, and if let me have a bridge pin from the other bass, and the bass for $100 out the door, I'd take it. He agreed, and I gave him the cash, tore up my reciept, and slung it over my shoulder for the subway trip back to Penn Station. While waiting for the subway, I started playing on a bench, and as a joke threw my hat out. Collected $2.36 in about five minutes (a miracle at that) so in retrospect, I only paid $97.64 for the bass that has been unable to leave my side. When I got home, I put on some new strings, some five dollar Hartke strings, and a Chevy SS emblem to cover a paint chip that showed through the nasty "figured maple" veneer, drilled a strap peg into the butt of the neck, and wouldn't put the thing down. After about a week or two, the thing started to have rediculous fret buzz, so I took it into the shop, who raised the action and told me that the neck was twisted, nothing could be done. He told me this AFTER I paid for the setup and was furious, and tried to sell the bass. My girlfriend was upset at this and offerred to take it into her home, I reluctantly obliged, and got the bass back after our recent breakup. Plays better than ever, I guess a few months of abuse really makes basses play better because it's like butter now. Almost sold it to a friend here on TB, but as soon as I sent the info, I became sad, withdrew my offer, and played my bass. It's by my bedside every night. Along with my acoustic guitar, neither will EVER leave my posession. This one is truly a wife to me.