I never had a problem with mine, but wanted more low mid punch, so I put QP's in my USA JB-2. What I now have, as a result, is a hi-qual Fender bass with an identity crisis. The sound is "P-bass with a spice rack." To my left hand, it's a pure J. To my right hand, it's schitzy; the control layout is P, the pickups to rest the thumb on are J (I usually use the neck pickup, which is favored in the controls, except for certain songs, like "You Oughta Know"). I'll be throttling this instrument tonight at Apache Gold Resort Casino, and sounding god-like. This is a fill-in gig; my second with this band, and a third comes in a few more weeks. Everything is top-notch. I hope they offer me the #1 spot, especially after my main project revealed that it has a lot of work left to do, in the wake of last night's gig. The audience of adoring friends gave us an A, but I give us a C-, and made a green room speech during the break that Lombardi would have been proud of. As has been my history, gigs that immediately follow a clunker tend to be great performances; as if there is a chip on my shoulder. Tonight's gonna be a good night.
