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I have two entries, though as judge, I must humbly recuse myself from entering. I also have other entries, including leaving my bass at home a few times, but these are the best:
One night a few years ago I was about to go on for a show backing up an oldies act at a supper club at the Villages, I had my 09 AmStd P with me, and we had about 2 minutes and I had to go to the bathroom. I stick my bass atop a pile of chairs on a cart about 6 ft high, and it seems sturdy enough to stay while I run to the can. I come out a minute later, and a couple of the guys are picking my bass up off the floor. Since it was the only bass I brought, my first thought was panic, but while it had some very ugly dings in it in unusual places (I suspect it hit a cart corner on the way down), there was nothing wrong, and in fact, was still in tune. So I walked out like nothing happened and did the show. And I still only brought one bass to most gigs after that til Covid hit, so obviously I learned nothing.
I had to clean up the arm rest area so it didn't irritate me, and it turned out pretty well, I think. But I should have left that ding on the front all choppy and just let the chips fall out on their own, but I tried to clean it up, too, and just made it look odd. The more I cleaned it up, the cheesier it looked, so now I just disguise it. Can't tell a thing happened to it now:
The second dumbest thing I did involves this very same bass. I was leaving for a gig with the blues/jazz band I was with from 2019 till Covid hit. I put this bass in my gig bag, walk out the door, turn around to lock the door, and out falls my bass...I forgot to zip it up. Fell face down, and though the bass got no dings thanks to our front door mat, the strings connected with the edge of the doorstep and every single one of them broke. Flats, too. Honestly, I was madder about that than the other incident because dings are free and new flats were $35!
OK folks, time to free yourselves of the dumb demons that haunt you. We know everyone's got a story, and some of us have more stories than we can remember. Time for you to come clean.
EDIT: Forgot to post the full-frontal I just took of it. Wasn't very well lit, but I know you all like full frontal, as you should:
I have two entries, though as judge, I must humbly recuse myself from entering. I also have other entries, including leaving my bass at home a few times, but these are the best:
One night a few years ago I was about to go on for a show backing up an oldies act at a supper club at the Villages, I had my 09 AmStd P with me, and we had about 2 minutes and I had to go to the bathroom. I stick my bass atop a pile of chairs on a cart about 6 ft high, and it seems sturdy enough to stay while I run to the can. I come out a minute later, and a couple of the guys are picking my bass up off the floor. Since it was the only bass I brought, my first thought was panic, but while it had some very ugly dings in it in unusual places (I suspect it hit a cart corner on the way down), there was nothing wrong, and in fact, was still in tune. So I walked out like nothing happened and did the show. And I still only brought one bass to most gigs after that til Covid hit, so obviously I learned nothing.
I had to clean up the arm rest area so it didn't irritate me, and it turned out pretty well, I think. But I should have left that ding on the front all choppy and just let the chips fall out on their own, but I tried to clean it up, too, and just made it look odd. The more I cleaned it up, the cheesier it looked, so now I just disguise it. Can't tell a thing happened to it now:
The second dumbest thing I did involves this very same bass. I was leaving for a gig with the blues/jazz band I was with from 2019 till Covid hit. I put this bass in my gig bag, walk out the door, turn around to lock the door, and out falls my bass...I forgot to zip it up. Fell face down, and though the bass got no dings thanks to our front door mat, the strings connected with the edge of the doorstep and every single one of them broke. Flats, too. Honestly, I was madder about that than the other incident because dings are free and new flats were $35!
OK folks, time to free yourselves of the dumb demons that haunt you. We know everyone's got a story, and some of us have more stories than we can remember. Time for you to come clean.
EDIT: Forgot to post the full-frontal I just took of it. Wasn't very well lit, but I know you all like full frontal, as you should:
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what can I say it felt right at the time...a short phase but the bass wears the scars to remind me none the less.
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