I also saw Ray Brown only a matter of months before he died. It was in 2002, at the Bird of Paradise in Ann Arbor, MI. At the time, i was a novice Electric Bass player, who had just recieved (As a GIFT!

) a wonderful old carved top bass. As such, i picked up Ray Brown's method book, and took an interest in the man. My dad's friend, the man who gave me my upright, took me to see his trio. It was an amazingly intimate setting, i was a mere ten feet away from him. He played two sets that night, and between them, he sat alone at a table in the middle of the bar. I approached him, and we talked for a moment. It was amazing. He was really down to earth. I didnt even ask for his autograph or anything. He didnt seem like a celebrity, just...like a grandfather or something.
It was amazing how fragile and frail he seemed. He was weak, didnt walk well, his hand shook when he picked up his whisky. But when he got behind his bass....he came alive.
Sorry for the hijack. Just some fond memories.
On another note... Moreso on topic.... The bass he played that night... It was really thin. Not small, persay, but thin from front to back. And it was beautiful. It almost glowed red, and had a good amount of flame figuring to it. But, it being so small, i figured it wouldnt be loud, or have much bass response. Boy was I wrong. It was LOUD. And incredibly toneful. And, he did some arco soloing, way up on the neck, and it SANG. It really sounded like a female singing. It was the most beautiful thing i've ever heard. To this day, that is my ultimate DB tone.
Unfortunately, I no longer have a DB. The man who gave it to me, it was his daughters, and when she passed tragically, I couldnt bear to hold onto it, when i knew it was what he most closely associated with his daughter. Alas, I will own one again some day.