Bass players "EXPECTED" to play Fender!?!
Please, allow me to relate my story. It's a cautionary tale for those who STILL have not learned......
I HATED FENDER. DESPISED anything Fender. Then, one day, it happened.
I was walking down the "strip" in LA. The year was 1971 and I was carrying my beloved T-Bird to a gig. The next thing I remember, a black hood was thrown over my head and everything went fuzzy.
I awoke (who knows, days later maybe) in a foreign country. It sounded like Detroit. Anyway, the hood was removed and a bright spotlight was hitting me in the eyes. I heard a voice say "ZO!! YOU DO NOT LIKE ZE FENDAR!?" I said "No Sir!" His cold reply was "VE VILL SEE!"
Months went by. One re-education camp to another. Little sleep, less food, pills being shoved down my throat, loud music being screamed in my direction, being waterboarded with the sweat from the brows of Fender players, having line-level wires attached to my nipples (you really didn't think I was going to use 120, did you?) being made to repeatedly "tongue test" 9 volt batteries taken from American Deluxe Fenders ( yeah, I know they weren't around then - leave me alone, I'm on a roll)- it was a nightmare.
Then, as quickly as it started, it ended. I awoke outside the Whisky. The sun was bright, people were stepping over me saying "far out".... and my beloved T-Bird next to me. I reached for it but I was suddenly repulsed by the sight of her. Suddenly, she was an ugly beast. I ran down the street to "Wild Thang's Music" and traded the Gibson for a new P bass.
I, over the years, have relayed that story to many, many Gibson, Epiphone, Gretsch and the like, players. Usually, I am looked at like some guy who was just "on tour" way back then...but it DID happen...It HAD to have happened, right?
Please....don't let this happen to you. Buy a Fender today. Hell, buy two or three....buy Fender strings, buy Fender straps and amps.
"ROSEWOOD"........
They ARE watching........




Please, allow me to relate my story. It's a cautionary tale for those who STILL have not learned......
I HATED FENDER. DESPISED anything Fender. Then, one day, it happened.
I was walking down the "strip" in LA. The year was 1971 and I was carrying my beloved T-Bird to a gig. The next thing I remember, a black hood was thrown over my head and everything went fuzzy.
I awoke (who knows, days later maybe) in a foreign country. It sounded like Detroit. Anyway, the hood was removed and a bright spotlight was hitting me in the eyes. I heard a voice say "ZO!! YOU DO NOT LIKE ZE FENDAR!?" I said "No Sir!" His cold reply was "VE VILL SEE!"
Months went by. One re-education camp to another. Little sleep, less food, pills being shoved down my throat, loud music being screamed in my direction, being waterboarded with the sweat from the brows of Fender players, having line-level wires attached to my nipples (you really didn't think I was going to use 120, did you?) being made to repeatedly "tongue test" 9 volt batteries taken from American Deluxe Fenders ( yeah, I know they weren't around then - leave me alone, I'm on a roll)- it was a nightmare.
Then, as quickly as it started, it ended. I awoke outside the Whisky. The sun was bright, people were stepping over me saying "far out".... and my beloved T-Bird next to me. I reached for it but I was suddenly repulsed by the sight of her. Suddenly, she was an ugly beast. I ran down the street to "Wild Thang's Music" and traded the Gibson for a new P bass.
I, over the years, have relayed that story to many, many Gibson, Epiphone, Gretsch and the like, players. Usually, I am looked at like some guy who was just "on tour" way back then...but it DID happen...It HAD to have happened, right?
Please....don't let this happen to you. Buy a Fender today. Hell, buy two or three....buy Fender strings, buy Fender straps and amps.
"ROSEWOOD"........
They ARE watching........