I'm in a Jazz Ensemble at school. It's really fun and educational and I enjoy it very much. Some of our musicians are fantastic and are heading towards music degrees in college. However, the Ensemble is what is called a "Frankenstein" Jazz Ensemble, i.e. instruments are not assigned, you enter the Ensemble already having acquired "basic proficiency." Also, no one who has acquired basic proficiency is denied. This means we get a strange mix of instruments. Our horn section consists of two alto saxes, two tenor saxes, a trumpet, a flute, and an electric violin (yup, 1 brass). We also have 5 pianists, 2 drummers, 3 bassists... and 8 guitarists. 4 of these guitarists are wonderful. They're extremely friendly, they tear it up on stage, they're funny, and they never stop telling me how greatful they are to have a good bassist (I'm not trying to brag, you'll see why this is important later) in their jazz ensemble. The other 4 are completely dispicable. They never stop telling me how bad I am, how I should not be allowed to solo, and their terrible guitarists. They are afraid of me because I show 'em up. I do better guitar solos on bass then they do on guitar, when I actually do a bass solo, they get no props. This is why they fear me. Your guitarists probably fear you too. This particular group was unresponsive. Thus, I finally decided that I would just stop playing for them. No more walking during their solo, no more keeping track of time, nothing. They don't even know what key they're supposed to be in without my help The insults stopped immediatly. Moral: I learned from this experience that the bassist is the most essential element of any band (exaggeration: bands which play extremely easy music don't need bassists, and if you have an extremely talented keyboardist, you don't really need a bassist either). We are the glue that keeps the rhythm, harmony, and time together. Without us, the rest of the band is nothing.