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Pet Names For Your Bass

I call my 'Ric "Rocinante".

"Rocinante" is the name of Don Quixote's horse. It's really a nag, but in Quixote's dementia it's a noble steed. Some scholars think the name Rocinante comes from old Spanish where "Rocin" would mean a "Nag" and "ante" means before - therefore Don Quixote's name is intended to show that the horse used to be an aging nag but to Don Quixote it is reborn a noble steed.

Then, of course, the name of the ship in Cygnus X-1 (by Rush) is named Rocinante.

And since I did a lot of work unwinding my Ric's pickups and doing a few other mods... we'll you get the linkage now.... :p

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The one on the left is "Dragon", the one on the right is "Controversy". Dragon was named by my old guitarist, and Controversy was named by a friend of mine upon first seeing the stickers on it.

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I call my bass, "Lucille".

Back in the late 1940's when my career was in its infancy, one of my stops on the road was in Twist, Arkansas. It used to get quite cold in Twist in the evenings, and in order to keep the dance hall warm, kerosene was used for heat. A large barrel was placed in the center of the room and was filled about half way up with the fuel. The kerosene was then lighted to heat the room, a practice which was not uncommon in those days.

One cold night in 1949, two men started fighting and knocked over the barrel of burning kerosene. The burning fuel spilled over the floor like a river of fire. Every one, including me, ran out the front door. Once outside, I realized that I left my bass, an Ibanez Roadstar, inside the inferno. I went back inside the collapsing building to save my guitar, almost losing my life in the process. The blaze that night claimed two fatalities.

The next morning, I discovered why the two men were fighting the night before. It seems as though they were fighting over a lady, and although I had never met the woman, I learned her name was Lucille. I named that bass Lucille, and also every bass I have owned since that night, to remind me never to do a thing like that again.



Oh wait, that wasn't me. :atoz:

And let me guess, your first name is Riley?

LOL funny anyway