http://www.flickr.com/photos/54842565@N04/5166406159/ I tried all the greats, and owned at least one of most of them. The Thunderbird, the EB-3, P's, Jazzes, and the great Rickenbacker that I lusted after for 10 years before I bought one. But there was one biggie missing from the list of "iconic" American basses, and I'm sure the fans of them noticed. I had never owned a Stingray. After much dithering over getting rid of my Rick (a painful thought at the time) and not having any luck finding the Jazz that I thought was my ideal bass, I ended up getting into a trade deal for this 'ray. I took a little cash with it of course, but it still felt funny. I knew I had to see what the 'ray brought to the table, and I never fell as in love with actually playing the Rick as I did the thought of owning it. This was a risky and possibly economically stupid trade. So it shows up, and the first thing I think is "*** did I just do?" The neck is an enormous chunk of (beautiful) maple. IT has dual pickups but they are humbuckers (to annoy both ray purists and jazz guys like myself). It's active, it has way too many gizmos, it clanks a little, but the action is too high. The fit and finish are phenomenal, probably among the best I have ever owned, and I have owned moddys, an Elrick, a Rick and more than a few Fenders. I am still not sure if it's stunningly beautiful or looks like a toilet seat By rights I should hate this thing. It is everything I thought I hated about basses. And yet....... I'll put it like this after that long winded rant. I don't miss that Rick in the least and if it weren't for practicality in resale values, the cash would not have been necessary (No, Rick I am not going to send it back though, it's already gone ) I am converted. I want more 'rays. I've said it before, but I mean it this time. It stays. Oh, better pictures will follow once I get the digi-cam working again.