Good early morning, Combo Club. It's your roving reporter pulling a late one. Please excuse any typos as I've been up since 6:10, Thursday, because I've been waiting for this day for six months; the last time I played music with this bunch. I've got a few pics as well, but nothing earthshaking.
Started the day off by taking a walk to the local convenience store and picking up milk and a bag of donuts. I jsut hope I can fit in the front door when I get home. I'm at this really nice hotel, but with no free breakfast, and here in America, as ?I'm sure it is elsewhere, we love FREE! Oh yeah, grabbed a bag of corn nuts too. Anyone outside of the USA know what those are? I like 'em.
Got picked up by the Pastor who lent me a car to drive so he doesn't have to chauffeur me around. Why not, I liked it. So I drove down to the church and decided it was a good time to check my equipment over and polish up the 'ole bass, shown below. I know there are better basses out there than mine, but I'll never part with this one.
After finishing all that toiling, and he wrapped up a visitation, we took off for lunch. John's goal is to take me to every decadent restaurant, at least calorie-wise, in Columbus. Double smoked bacon cheddar cheeseburger with all the fixings. I thought I'd died and gone straight to Heaven. Then, with no room to spare, we walked across the street to a exotic ice cream shoppe where the Reverend went with a scoop of sweet corn (tasted salty and buttery according to him) and blackberry, I think. Not to be outdone, and to really push the envelope, I chose strawberry. Hey, I have a club to look after; I can't get too crazy or I may never go back home.
Afterwards, I took off for the hotel to supposedly catch a few winks, but ended up finding a Walmart to purchase some deodorant (mine ran out...it's getting hot here, sue me) and a throw rug for my Zoom pedal. Plus, my feet won't mind a little cushion on Saturday. Finally I got back to the room where I called the lady holding down the fort in IA where we shared a laugh or two. She's totally missing her honey, but somehow is making all that peace and quiet (no bass playing) work for her. I don't get it...
At 5:00, John and I headed over to one of our female singer's house for a quick supper. She down this the past few times I've traveled to Ohio and it's always appreciated. A birdie must've told her we've been overindulging because we ate a delicious tossed salad with chicken, bacon, and umpteen veggies to boot, plus watermelon sherbet and chocolate chip cookies. I couldn't complain about the taste and the lighter fare wasn't gonna hurt either.
Time to head over to the church for band practice, minus our guitarist/singer. He is attending the man's funeral on Saturday, and appreciated not having to feel guilty about missing the fun fest. We began a little after six and wrapped up around 9:40, with I think one pee break. With all the songs to go over, and we didn't play all of them through, we all knew it was going to take a while. Great fun though, and it made me think of Dr. Intrepid's jam session. For a few hours, neither Donald Trump, nor school, nor the fact that I'm slowly running out of spending money shook the vibe in the room. I shot a few pics during a quick break. You'll notice I went with the Rumble 100 as my weapon of choice. I ran the Ampeg rig, though, this morning at was a tonic to the ears. Now I'm thinking it may be my PF-115 HE, but will need further analysis to determine anything wrong. The PF-210 along with my 800 earned the starting job for the outside gig, though I am planning on using the Rumble for the Sunday service. Here's the pics and then a quick comment on the Rumble.
Rumble rehearsal review: the sweetie did a pretty fine job overall. I left it on the floor, but next time I'd like to elevate it a bit to offer me a better chance to pick up some highs. I pretty much ran it my usual; gain at 9:00, lows and mid-lows at 10:30, mid-highs and treble at 1:30, and the volume at noon, with it being controlled by the Zoom pedal. Yeah, 100-watts is still 100-watts no matter how you slice it, and the uke player's Crate 2 X 8 with 20 watts out of each speaker, definitely ice-picked it's way to being the loudest instrument there. Our rhythm guitarist who plays acoustic and the Les Paul you see there uses a Fender Mustang 40, I believe. Pastor John plays his keys through an older Peavey keyboard amp and usually has it on cruise control. I never felt like I ran out of gas, and maybe turning up the gain would've added girth, but the Ampeg obviously offers a lot more headroom and a different tone that I still really like. For anyone who enjoys a bass that sounds like a bass, the Rumble series is hard to beat. We'll see how it does during Sunday's service. My one criticism is the overdrive, in my opinion is the least effective component on the amp. I've heard it used by others and it sounds amazing. Real gritty, but not obnoxious. Mine, no matter how I set it always sounds puny. I'm guessing running the gain as low as I do may have something to do with that. No biggie, as I have a TC Electronics MoJo MoJo overdrive I really like on bass.
The evening finished up with a band meeting. I love drama! No, this one was positive. It concerned my desire to record some songs on Saturday so I can prove to the folks at home I'm not in Las Vegas gambling the retirement money away. The Rev and I are heading to Columbus' local Sam Ash tomorrow looking for something our uke player said we need in order to make recording. PA is not my forte', but John wants a peaceful ride back to Clinton on Sunday and said he's gonna make a recording happen. I'm stoked, and if we get anything worth putting up on the forum I will do it. I thought we sounded pretty good tonight even without Greg.
Okay, I know you're all worn out by now. I am. We'll see what tomorrow brings. All I know is I'm not only catching a nap tomorrow, I'm hitting the hay a little earlier so I have the energy to make it through the 89 degree and humid forecast for Saturday. Yep,m we'll find out if the Ampeg amp is safe or not. Stage 800, you may be getting called up by October!
Best wishes to those of you reading all this minutia; I really appreciate it. Also, your comments inspire me to keep this going for the next twenty years or so. No, I'd be completely broke by December, so don't worry. Until tomorrow night, don't forget to get out there and play!
Started the day off by taking a walk to the local convenience store and picking up milk and a bag of donuts. I jsut hope I can fit in the front door when I get home. I'm at this really nice hotel, but with no free breakfast, and here in America, as ?I'm sure it is elsewhere, we love FREE! Oh yeah, grabbed a bag of corn nuts too. Anyone outside of the USA know what those are? I like 'em.
Got picked up by the Pastor who lent me a car to drive so he doesn't have to chauffeur me around. Why not, I liked it. So I drove down to the church and decided it was a good time to check my equipment over and polish up the 'ole bass, shown below. I know there are better basses out there than mine, but I'll never part with this one.
After finishing all that toiling, and he wrapped up a visitation, we took off for lunch. John's goal is to take me to every decadent restaurant, at least calorie-wise, in Columbus. Double smoked bacon cheddar cheeseburger with all the fixings. I thought I'd died and gone straight to Heaven. Then, with no room to spare, we walked across the street to a exotic ice cream shoppe where the Reverend went with a scoop of sweet corn (tasted salty and buttery according to him) and blackberry, I think. Not to be outdone, and to really push the envelope, I chose strawberry. Hey, I have a club to look after; I can't get too crazy or I may never go back home.
Afterwards, I took off for the hotel to supposedly catch a few winks, but ended up finding a Walmart to purchase some deodorant (mine ran out...it's getting hot here, sue me) and a throw rug for my Zoom pedal. Plus, my feet won't mind a little cushion on Saturday. Finally I got back to the room where I called the lady holding down the fort in IA where we shared a laugh or two. She's totally missing her honey, but somehow is making all that peace and quiet (no bass playing) work for her. I don't get it...
At 5:00, John and I headed over to one of our female singer's house for a quick supper. She down this the past few times I've traveled to Ohio and it's always appreciated. A birdie must've told her we've been overindulging because we ate a delicious tossed salad with chicken, bacon, and umpteen veggies to boot, plus watermelon sherbet and chocolate chip cookies. I couldn't complain about the taste and the lighter fare wasn't gonna hurt either.
Time to head over to the church for band practice, minus our guitarist/singer. He is attending the man's funeral on Saturday, and appreciated not having to feel guilty about missing the fun fest. We began a little after six and wrapped up around 9:40, with I think one pee break. With all the songs to go over, and we didn't play all of them through, we all knew it was going to take a while. Great fun though, and it made me think of Dr. Intrepid's jam session. For a few hours, neither Donald Trump, nor school, nor the fact that I'm slowly running out of spending money shook the vibe in the room. I shot a few pics during a quick break. You'll notice I went with the Rumble 100 as my weapon of choice. I ran the Ampeg rig, though, this morning at was a tonic to the ears. Now I'm thinking it may be my PF-115 HE, but will need further analysis to determine anything wrong. The PF-210 along with my 800 earned the starting job for the outside gig, though I am planning on using the Rumble for the Sunday service. Here's the pics and then a quick comment on the Rumble.
Rumble rehearsal review: the sweetie did a pretty fine job overall. I left it on the floor, but next time I'd like to elevate it a bit to offer me a better chance to pick up some highs. I pretty much ran it my usual; gain at 9:00, lows and mid-lows at 10:30, mid-highs and treble at 1:30, and the volume at noon, with it being controlled by the Zoom pedal. Yeah, 100-watts is still 100-watts no matter how you slice it, and the uke player's Crate 2 X 8 with 20 watts out of each speaker, definitely ice-picked it's way to being the loudest instrument there. Our rhythm guitarist who plays acoustic and the Les Paul you see there uses a Fender Mustang 40, I believe. Pastor John plays his keys through an older Peavey keyboard amp and usually has it on cruise control. I never felt like I ran out of gas, and maybe turning up the gain would've added girth, but the Ampeg obviously offers a lot more headroom and a different tone that I still really like. For anyone who enjoys a bass that sounds like a bass, the Rumble series is hard to beat. We'll see how it does during Sunday's service. My one criticism is the overdrive, in my opinion is the least effective component on the amp. I've heard it used by others and it sounds amazing. Real gritty, but not obnoxious. Mine, no matter how I set it always sounds puny. I'm guessing running the gain as low as I do may have something to do with that. No biggie, as I have a TC Electronics MoJo MoJo overdrive I really like on bass.
The evening finished up with a band meeting. I love drama! No, this one was positive. It concerned my desire to record some songs on Saturday so I can prove to the folks at home I'm not in Las Vegas gambling the retirement money away. The Rev and I are heading to Columbus' local Sam Ash tomorrow looking for something our uke player said we need in order to make recording. PA is not my forte', but John wants a peaceful ride back to Clinton on Sunday and said he's gonna make a recording happen. I'm stoked, and if we get anything worth putting up on the forum I will do it. I thought we sounded pretty good tonight even without Greg.
Okay, I know you're all worn out by now. I am. We'll see what tomorrow brings. All I know is I'm not only catching a nap tomorrow, I'm hitting the hay a little earlier so I have the energy to make it through the 89 degree and humid forecast for Saturday. Yep,m we'll find out if the Ampeg amp is safe or not. Stage 800, you may be getting called up by October!
Best wishes to those of you reading all this minutia; I really appreciate it. Also, your comments inspire me to keep this going for the next twenty years or so. No, I'd be completely broke by December, so don't worry. Until tomorrow night, don't forget to get out there and play!
