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Things You Don't See Anymore Part 3

Woolworth's Teisco Guitar
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That is where I got my first electric.

That guitar is the reason I started my bass journey and I am on this website today.

My mother spent $35.00 for that guitar for my 10th birthday in 1966. That was almost a week's worth of wages for her. She also bought me a drum pad, sticks, and instruction book a few months later so I could start drum lessons in school. I did not have an amp and did not take guitar lessons. I took drum lessons for a little over 2 years and that really has helped me with my bass playing over the years. I was in a band in the 1970s that the drummer and I switched instruments for a few songs.

In July 1969, we moved to another part of our neighborhood and I met a kid who was a few years older than me who played guitar and had a band. I told him I had a guitar in a cardboard box and he said let's get together and he would show me some stuff on guitar. We started doing that often and I learned the notes, a few chords, and songs over the next 10 months. His band had a graduation party in May 1970 and their drummer could not make the gig. I played percussion instruments and sang. The next week, the bass player could not make a party gig and I did the same thing.

After that, I was in the band as what we dubbed "rhythm bassist". I played guitar with a little bit of chords but mostly lead type parts. A few months went by and the bass player quit and I moved onto permanent bass player and the rest is history almost 51 years and many thousands of gigs later. It's all because my mother bought me that guitar.
 
That guitar is the reason I started my bass journey and I am on this website today.

My mother spent $35.00 for that guitar for my 10th birthday in 1966. That was almost a week's worth of wages for her. She also bought me a drum pad, sticks, and instruction book a few months later so I could start drum lessons in school. I did not have an amp and did not take guitar lessons. I took drum lessons for a little over 2 years and that really has helped me with my bass playing over the years. I was in a band in the 1970s that the drummer and I switched instruments for a few songs.

In July 1969, we moved to another part of our neighborhood and I met a kid who was a few years older than me who played guitar and had a band. I told him I had a guitar in a cardboard box and he said let's get together and he would show me some stuff on guitar. We started doing that often and I learned the notes, a few chords, and songs over the next 10 months. His band had a graduation party in May 1970 and their drummer could not make the gig. I played percussion instruments and sang. The next week, the bass player could not make a party gig and I did the same thing.

After that, I was in the band as what we dubbed "rhythm bassist". I played guitar with a little bit of chords but mostly lead type parts. A few months went by and the bass player quit and I moved onto permanent bass player and the rest is history almost 51 years and many thousands of gigs later. It's all because my mother bought me that guitar.
You and me and me bro Neil as well pretty much the same journey :)how i miss them times :bassist: