I had to run some errands for my wife today and I went by GC since was the neighborhood and took my Modern to play through a killer Bergantino cab at the store. My Modern sounded fantastic. The bridge pickup soloed had fantastic bottom, but this post is not about gear. An older man with a small frame came with a Peavey wrapped tightly in a trash bag. I spoke to him came over to me and bumped fists. He asked to play the Sadowsky Metroline I was playing and he plucked the strings so hard that it sound like the amp had been turned up five notches. He said he had been playing many years. I hate criticize because my skill set is so modest, but was not an impressive player, but loved music so much, it was contagious! Music and the bass clearly gave him joy and it made me happy for him.
He took out a box cutter and cut his knife out the heavily taped trash bag. It was a Peavey Milestone that had seen better days. The jack was completely gone and the nut was paper and tape holding his strings in place. He wanted a complete rehab for his bass.
I was lifted by his love of music and the bass. It made me happy to see how much he loved music.
He took out a box cutter and cut his knife out the heavily taped trash bag. It was a Peavey Milestone that had seen better days. The jack was completely gone and the nut was paper and tape holding his strings in place. He wanted a complete rehab for his bass.
I was lifted by his love of music and the bass. It made me happy to see how much he loved music.