As Kenny Allyn pointed out, everybody and their dog in Memphis can play an instrument. I have absolutely no idea how I got into bass. I didn't even have much musical taste when I got started. I later learned my dad knew his fair share of 70s rock, but neither of my parents have a large music collection and Mom's tastes are of a pop and country tilt. In middle school I started learning about music that I liked from other classmates. I figured there must be something to making music if so many other people were doing it, so I decided to give it a shot. There seemed to be an awful lot of guitarists and drummers and only a few bass players. I didn't have a lot of interest in being a frontman, so I decided to learn bass to be different from the other people. I'm not even sure I knew what a bass was at the time. I went into a lesson with a new bass and my teacher gave me a boogie-woogie line that I played a lot, and the second lesson I learned the main riff to Iron Man. It sort of spiraled out of control from there. I took lessons for another year but stopped because the teacher was not great about keeping a schedule straight and my mom was tired of dealing with it. The next year I still fiddled with my bass but didn't really do much since I was in a transitional phase of my life, but I found a lot of great music and had a reawakening, and now I'm trying to turn myself from a TAB reader into an actual bassist. It's tough relearning everything, but it's been worthwhile because I'm having a good time with everything I do. I don't intend to make music my profession, but I think I'll be a serious weekend warrior at least, and maybe something will take off if I'm lucky.
And the chicks are nice too, because bass playing is the only thing I have to attract them.
And the chicks are nice too, because bass playing is the only thing I have to attract them.
