Thunderbird Club

[Stealth57]

I lost my mom last Tuesday.

She had a nasty fall and broke ribs on both sides and during her stay in the hospital, they found cancer in her liver and kidneys, basically a death sentence, there was nothing they could do. She said that she didn't want to spend what little time she had left in the hospital, so me, my kid brother and his wife decided to bring her home. So for the last two months she was bedridden, and it was a never ending parade of family members and friends coming around to visit her.

Well, that saying of "the road to hell is paved with good intentions" certainly was true here, we were all ready for the funny farm with so much people coming around every day. Mom herself said that it was a Freak show. The day before yesterday, she gave the permission to administer the Morphine, so she could fall asleep and pass away peacefully.

At the day of her passing, I told the nurses how grateful I was for the terrific help they provided, they were going "Oh don't mention it, we're just doing our job." but I insisted, SOMEBODY should thank them. I guess mom must have heard me, because only a short time later, she passed.

After she passed, I made a three-hour walk because I knew that as soon as the word got out, the parade would return, I wanted no part of it. When I finally got back, her body was taken away.

I'm a wreck, the stress of dealing with all those people coming around and worrying about my mom did a number on me. Two days before she passed, I finally had my melt down, I simply couldn't take it any more. And now, I feel empty, almost relieved that it's over, finally a chance at peace of mind. For the last couple of weeks, I could sleep but not get any rest.

Today was her cremation, and it was the right time to write this song, it just came to me as I went along,


I heard from my sister-in-law that she had a dream where my mother and father were dancing as he swept her off her feet. I liked that, and so I used that in the lyrics. The bass I used is my self-made "Monster" with a Fender Sting signature single coil and very dead sounding strings.

See the flames in the fireplace
All the people in the hall
Everybody came to welcome you
So glad to see them all
Feel the passion as you dance with him
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Feel the gravity disappear
As he sweeps you off your feet
There is nothing left to fear
Your journey is complete
Finally in his arms again
What more could you want?

Sunshine doesn't last all day
Evening will always fall
Feel the chill as the light fades away
And you answered his call
Your laugh will continue on
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Take some time for yourself. It’s not easy.

 

[Miles_ONeal]

That's one saying I wish I hadn't read...

Like trying to get cheddar cheese from a snail's udder.

Better?

 

[TBird1958]

Where can someone find these Thunderbucker pickups?

Not made any more.

FWIW I have the Seymour Duncan pickups wired into my Orville, they sound quite nice and I'm happy with them, to me, they're much fuller and better overall more complex than the EY Guitars. I'm going to tweak the height and will try to do a short video soon.

 

[Miles_ONeal]

I like RS66 on a Thunderbird - that SS bite can't be beat. But I can see that RS77 would be a good choice too.

Just no cobalts!
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The Princess Fingers Club motto: Cobalt is our kryptonite.

 

[Stealth57]

Like trying to get cheddar cheese from a snail's udder.

Better?

No

 

[GBassNorth]

It makes no sense to you because you’re thinking like a luthier. Now stop and think like a first year draftsman directed by someone in marketing that thinks the bass should look different. The conversation would go something like…
Dick from marketing: Hey John, I need you to revise these Jazz bass layout drawings.
John in the drafting department: Why, what’s wrong with them?
Dick: The bridge and bridge pickup are supposed to be completely under the bridge cover.
John: Ok, no problem, consider it done.

And that right there is how stupid things happen. The blind leading the willing.

And that same discussion done right…
Dick in marketing: He Jim, we need to make a revision to our Jazz bass.
Jim luthier in charge of design: Why, what’s wrong.
Dick: We’re getting focus group feed back where consumers would like the bridge cover to completely hide both the bridge and pickup.
Jim: We’ll, I guess making a bigger cover is out because of the tooling change required. Looks like we’re only off by about a quarter inch. How about we move the cover 1/8” closer to the bridge and move the pickup 1/8” closer to the bridge. That way we can hold our bridge location, not create any intonation problems and not have a noticeable impact on the bridge pickup sound.
Dick: You’re the luthier, if that change keeps the sound intact while correcting the consumer concern and doesn’t increase tooling, material or labor costs it sounds like a winner!

 

[Stealth57]

Not made any more.

FWIW I have the Seymour Duncan pickups wired into my Orville, they sound quite nice and I'm happy with them, to me, they're much fuller and better overall more complex than the EY Guitars. I'm going to tweak the height and will try to do a short video soon.

Compared to Lull and 60s Gibson?

 

[JIO]

@JIO wife finally picked Winter's. Trying to get there around 2pm. Anything I should know about the venue? I suspect it will be packed inside. How's the seating?

Super duper! I doubt our show inside will be 'packed' at 3pm. There will be people both inside and outside in the "beer garden". Outside picnic tables, inside stools. The band starting at 2:00 will be outside and we'll be setting up inside during that hour as soon as the other band is off the stage. Really good selection of craft beers, no admittance fee, nice people and the Pacific Ocean a couple blocks west. (definitely should walk down there from Winters')

Outside stage - slated for 60 degrees and partly cloudy/sunny... hope more sun than clouds The same forecast was predicted for Beaster Sunday this year and it turned out to be a beautiful sunny day!

Talk about friendly Pacifica people! We didn't know this couple - but they were down for having fun while a photographer I hired was doing early 'band-shots'! Couldn't have staged it better! FTR, Kirstin's hand was on her own knee - not the happy lounge-lizard's... posterior!

...probably something like this 'crowd' - (Beaster Sunday 2022) - TSC's played the same time of day.

 

[BklynKen]

I lost my mom last Tuesday.

She had a nasty fall and broke ribs on both sides and during her stay in the hospital, they found cancer in her liver and kidneys, basically a death sentence, there was nothing they could do. She said that she didn't want to spend what little time she had left in the hospital, so me, my kid brother and his wife decided to bring her home. So for the last two months she was bedridden, and it was a never ending parade of family members and friends coming around to visit her.

Well, that saying of "the road to hell is paved with good intentions" certainly was true here, we were all ready for the funny farm with so much people coming around every day. Mom herself said that it was a Freak show. The day before yesterday, she gave the permission to administer the Morphine, so she could fall asleep and pass away peacefully.

At the day of her passing, I told the nurses how grateful I was for the terrific help they provided, they were going "Oh don't mention it, we're just doing our job." but I insisted, SOMEBODY should thank them. I guess mom must have heard me, because only a short time later, she passed.

After she passed, I made a three-hour walk because I knew that as soon as the word got out, the parade would return, I wanted no part of it. When I finally got back, her body was taken away.

I'm a wreck, the stress of dealing with all those people coming around and worrying about my mom did a number on me. Two days before she passed, I finally had my melt down, I simply couldn't take it any more. And now, I feel empty, almost relieved that it's over, finally a chance at peace of mind. For the last couple of weeks, I could sleep but not get any rest.

Today was her cremation, and it was the right time to write this song, it just came to me as I went along,


I heard from my sister-in-law that she had a dream where my mother and father were dancing as he swept her off her feet. I liked that, and so I used that in the lyrics. The bass I used is my self-made "Monster" with a Fender Sting signature single coil and very dead sounding strings.

See the flames in the fireplace
All the people in the hall
Everybody came to welcome you
So glad to see them all
Feel the passion as you dance with him
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Feel the gravity disappear
As he sweeps you off your feet
There is nothing left to fear
Your journey is complete
Finally in his arms again
What more could you want?

Sunshine doesn't last all day
Evening will always fall
Feel the chill as the light fades away
And you answered his call
Your laugh will continue on
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Very sorry to hear that.

 

[GBassNorth]

I lost my mom last Tuesday.

She had a nasty fall and broke ribs on both sides and during her stay in the hospital, they found cancer in her liver and kidneys, basically a death sentence, there was nothing they could do. She said that she didn't want to spend what little time she had left in the hospital, so me, my kid brother and his wife decided to bring her home. So for the last two months she was bedridden, and it was a never ending parade of family members and friends coming around to visit her.

Well, that saying of "the road to hell is paved with good intentions" certainly was true here, we were all ready for the funny farm with so much people coming around every day. Mom herself said that it was a Freak show. The day before yesterday, she gave the permission to administer the Morphine, so she could fall asleep and pass away peacefully.

At the day of her passing, I told the nurses how grateful I was for the terrific help they provided, they were going "Oh don't mention it, we're just doing our job." but I insisted, SOMEBODY should thank them. I guess mom must have heard me, because only a short time later, she passed.

After she passed, I made a three-hour walk because I knew that as soon as the word got out, the parade would return, I wanted no part of it. When I finally got back, her body was taken away.

I'm a wreck, the stress of dealing with all those people coming around and worrying about my mom did a number on me. Two days before she passed, I finally had my melt down, I simply couldn't take it any more. And now, I feel empty, almost relieved that it's over, finally a chance at peace of mind. For the last couple of weeks, I could sleep but not get any rest.

Today was her cremation, and it was the right time to write this song, it just came to me as I went along,


I heard from my sister-in-law that she had a dream where my mother and father were dancing as he swept her off her feet. I liked that, and so I used that in the lyrics. The bass I used is my self-made "Monster" with a Fender Sting signature single coil and very dead sounding strings.

See the flames in the fireplace
All the people in the hall
Everybody came to welcome you
So glad to see them all
Feel the passion as you dance with him
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Feel the gravity disappear
As he sweeps you off your feet
There is nothing left to fear
Your journey is complete
Finally in his arms again
What more could you want?

Sunshine doesn't last all day
Evening will always fall
Feel the chill as the light fades away
And you answered his call
Your laugh will continue on
Inside your portrait on the wall.

So sorry for your loss. It can be a pretty emotional time. Don’t underestimate the value of professionals and support systems that specialize in helping folks get through these types of tough times. When my mom passed a couple of years ago I was fortunate to have councilors available for as long as I needed them.

 

[JIO]

I lost my mom last Tuesday.

She had a nasty fall and broke ribs on both sides and during her stay in the hospital, they found cancer in her liver and kidneys, basically a death sentence, there was nothing they could do. She said that she didn't want to spend what little time she had left in the hospital, so me, my kid brother and his wife decided to bring her home. So for the last two months she was bedridden, and it was a never ending parade of family members and friends coming around to visit her.

Well, that saying of "the road to hell is paved with good intentions" certainly was true here, we were all ready for the funny farm with so much people coming around every day. Mom herself said that it was a Freak show. The day before yesterday, she gave the permission to administer the Morphine, so she could fall asleep and pass away peacefully.

At the day of her passing, I told the nurses how grateful I was for the terrific help they provided, they were going "Oh don't mention it, we're just doing our job." but I insisted, SOMEBODY should thank them. I guess mom must have heard me, because only a short time later, she passed.

After she passed, I made a three-hour walk because I knew that as soon as the word got out, the parade would return, I wanted no part of it. When I finally got back, her body was taken away.

I'm a wreck, the stress of dealing with all those people coming around and worrying about my mom did a number on me. Two days before she passed, I finally had my melt down, I simply couldn't take it any more. And now, I feel empty, almost relieved that it's over, finally a chance at peace of mind. For the last couple of weeks, I could sleep but not get any rest.

Today was her cremation, and it was the right time to write this song, it just came to me as I went along,


I heard from my sister-in-law that she had a dream where my mother and father were dancing as he swept her off her feet. I liked that, and so I used that in the lyrics. The bass I used is my self-made "Monster" with a Fender Sting signature single coil and very dead sounding strings.

See the flames in the fireplace
All the people in the hall
Everybody came to welcome you
So glad to see them all
Feel the passion as you dance with him
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Feel the gravity disappear
As he sweeps you off your feet
There is nothing left to fear
Your journey is complete
Finally in his arms again
What more could you want?

Sunshine doesn't last all day
Evening will always fall
Feel the chill as the light fades away
And you answered his call
Your laugh will continue on
Inside your portrait on the wall.

I'm sorry - peace man. Beautiful song and lyrics.

 

[Miles_ONeal]

I lost my mom last Tuesday.

She had a nasty fall and broke ribs on both sides and during her stay in the hospital, they found cancer in her liver and kidneys, basically a death sentence, there was nothing they could do. She said that she didn't want to spend what little time she had left in the hospital, so me, my kid brother and his wife decided to bring her home. So for the last two months she was bedridden, and it was a never ending parade of family members and friends coming around to visit her.

Well, that saying of "the road to hell is paved with good intentions" certainly was true here, we were all ready for the funny farm with so much people coming around every day. Mom herself said that it was a Freak show. The day before yesterday, she gave the permission to administer the Morphine, so she could fall asleep and pass away peacefully.

At the day of her passing, I told the nurses how grateful I was for the terrific help they provided, they were going "Oh don't mention it, we're just doing our job." but I insisted, SOMEBODY should thank them. I guess mom must have heard me, because only a short time later, she passed.

After she passed, I made a three-hour walk because I knew that as soon as the word got out, the parade would return, I wanted no part of it. When I finally got back, her body was taken away.

I'm a wreck, the stress of dealing with all those people coming around and worrying about my mom did a number on me. Two days before she passed, I finally had my melt down, I simply couldn't take it any more. And now, I feel empty, almost relieved that it's over, finally a chance at peace of mind. For the last couple of weeks, I could sleep but not get any rest.

Today was her cremation, and it was the right time to write this song, it just came to me as I went along,


I heard from my sister-in-law that she had a dream where my mother and father were dancing as he swept her off her feet. I liked that, and so I used that in the lyrics. The bass I used is my self-made "Monster" with a Fender Sting signature single coil and very dead sounding strings.

See the flames in the fireplace
All the people in the hall
Everybody came to welcome you
So glad to see them all
Feel the passion as you dance with him
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Feel the gravity disappear
As he sweeps you off your feet
There is nothing left to fear
Your journey is complete
Finally in his arms again
What more could you want?

Sunshine doesn't last all day
Evening will always fall
Feel the chill as the light fades away
And you answered his call
Your laugh will continue on
Inside your portrait on the wall.

Dang, Walt. I'm sorry. The song is a beautiful tribute. The bass tone is perfect for the song to my ears. It's awesome y'all were able to have her at your brother's house and care for her, but yeah, it takes a toll. You don't really have time to process your own grief and feelings with so many people in and out, and it can multiply the stress. As others have said, take some time for you. Losing a parent can hard enough under any circumstances. I lost my mom some years ago, and with Dad 95 and declining and Mom II not taking care of herself, we may well lose one or the other - possibly both - within the next 2-3 years. I'll offer a hug, in case you want one. Sorry it's only virtual.

 

[JIO]

Like trying to get cheddar cheese from a snail's udder.

Better?

stop

 

[Miles_ONeal]

Our wives must be relaxed.

Ahem

 

[TBird1958]

Compared to Lull and 60s Gibson?

I like each of those better but both are very difficult or impossible to get at this point in time. Thing is, I'm not making a direct comparison between the three, they each have different strings and are not built the same, neck thru, set neck and bolt on. The Seymour Duncan's sound good, quite similar to Lulls and the real deal, I'm glad I bought them.

 

[Miles_ONeal]

No

Winning!

 

[Miles_ONeal]

Compared to Lull and 60s Gibson?

And Greco. 8^)

 

[Miles_ONeal]

stop

In the words of Aerosmith ...

 

[Miles_ONeal]

My third[1] and final[2] offer:

Like trying to get oil from a traffic light

[1] In this series
[2] For now

 

[JIO]

Ahem

Our wives must be relaxed... or else.