I need to get back to Morro Bay soon and get with all of you West Coasters.
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Thunderbird Club
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- Mar 13, 2008
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- Endorsing Artist Mike Lull T Bass pickups, The Bass Shop, Seattle WA.
Don't let the Californicators fool you, Washington is the Best on the West Coast (she says, ducking!) 
Don't let the Californicators fool you, Washington is the Best on the West Coast (she says, ducking!)
secretly agreeing with you.
- Jun 30, 2010
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Don't let the Californicators fool you, Washington is the Best on the West Coast (she says, ducking!)
... CA peeps are too pc to throw anything!
we will politely offer a counter argument (er, I mean.., debate)
ssooo... yer a travel agent, huh...
Gaolee
Official leathers tester and crash dummy
This is truth. Never, ever question the Queen!Don't let the Californicators fool you, Washington is the Best on the West Coast (she says, ducking!)
Flying in from Toronto, there are no direct options. Every major city in the US I can fly direct, but not San Diego. It is just like Lincoln, Oakland, and Oklahoma City; must take a connection.
We don't have a whole lot of the good stuff sittin' 'round here in li'l ol' Michigan... but you now have a set of eyes up here anyway!
(I'll add an "old person phrase" that my brother & I never woulda laughed at when we were kids... but have done so, many times since)
"It's no wonder ya can't hear anything with that radio blasting 100 miles an hour!!!"
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Nah man... we're always on track! It's just that it's a road course... not an oval!I guess it could be a sub-division of this club... It's hard enough just to keep track on this club!
I don't know if I have some kinda medical condition or what... but when I look at these old pieces, I just get lost in them. I get a tingling in my gut, as I trace every cm of them with my eyes. I admire and wonder about the battle scars. I slip inside the grain of the wood, and imagine the stories it could tell and who's hands it has passed through. I can smell it. I can feel it. It consumes me. If someone were to walk in the room & see me sitting there, they'd probably think I was having an aneurysm! I have such respect and admiration for @godofthunder59 and @Dadagoboi . I've always loved woodworking, but haven't been able to do any of it since my back went to hell. I haven't been able to work with most of the the great tone woods... but among my favorite aromas, are the sugary sweet smell of freshly cut pine... the thick hot smell of oak as it fights to resist the saw blade clawing through it... and my favorite...mahogany... oh... don't get me started on mahogany and it's tightly grained, luxuriousness. Working with mahogany is like a doctor performing surgery on his/her child. You feel horrible cutting and drilling and so forth... but you carry on, because you know that whatever you're going to do with it, will be magnificent! The only thing better than mahogany, is old mahogany! OH MY GOOOOOOOD!!! I gotta go...While in Solvang, visit the small but very cool vintage motorcycle museum there (check first for when open) - and before leaving the Bay Area, go hear music at The Great American Music Hall and/or at The Paramount (Oakland), watch a movie at The Castro Theater, (all three great examples of grand theater architecture), needless to say great food/drinks everywhere... and before leaving from SFO (in San Bruno, just south of SF) check out Winters Tavern here in coastal Pacifica (2 blocks from the ocean off HW1) to hear rockin' local music and drink local craft brews. Tell Sea Jay (proprietor of Winters) Geo sent you! (he'll probably say "that wanker?" ...
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Here is where I dropped my bass one time. Here is where I hit the neck against a cymbal. This is from the case slamming closed while I was grabbing something. Lol sorry, but dings and scuffs arent usually that romantic.
It's really no different than anything else. To some people, golfing is stupid. "They're just walking around hitting a ball with a stick". To some people, car racing is stupid. "They're just driving around in circles". For me... the very idea of ever allowing myself to drop my bass... even a $150.00 entry level Ibanez... is completely unfathomable! I ALWAYS use good straps and strap locks. Hell... I cringe if I set it in the stand too hard! No case will EVER slam closed on my instrument. I am as careful as I have to be, to ensure that. NOTHING will EVER hit my neck! For me... the neck is the most important part of the instrument. It's an incredibly steep up-hill climb for me to find a neck that I'm comfortable with, and once I've found it... I will protect it with my life! I'm not saying you're wrong and I'm right. I'm just saying that our priorities are different. If there were a book of your life, and a book of mine... they would be different, and they would probably both be pretty good! That's what makes the world go 'round!
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You know my basses now are all in great shape but the one I had in high school and college, despite my best efforts, had some slight dings in the headstock and a few scuffs here and there, mostly just wear from playing it hard at various frat houses, student co-ops, dive bars, and coffee houses. I never did drop it though in all those years.
For me, I guess it started when I was a kid. We weren't a particularly wealthy family. My dad HATED my music, and he certainly considered musical instruments an unnecessary or "luxury" item. I swear... until around the time of his retirement... my father had a reason for every single penny he spent. Even Christmas & birthdays were a celebration of practicality (socks, & underwear for everybody! yee friggin' hah). Just prior to Christmas of '85, I seized my opportunity. I had major surgery on my back, and would be in a body cast for 6 months. THIS was my chance! As I laid in my hospital bed, all pathetic and covered in fresh plaster from my crotch to my neck... I asked for one thing for Christmas AND my birthday (the two are a week apart). A drum set! I even gave them the name & phone number of a friend who was selling his kit! Santa brought me that drum set. 1966 (estimated... they kept crap production records & had virtually no serial numbering system) WFLs (early Ludwig) in blue sparkle! I knew that if anything happened to them, I was SOL. First thing I did was rip that set apart & clean everything to as close to new looking as possible... and I kept them that way. I've been that way ever since.
Gaolee
Official leathers tester and crash dummy
I'm generally careful with things, but there's always some random incident waiting to happen. Plus, things wear, age, and deteriorate in different ways. getting either misty-eyed or upset just doesn't happen to me. The only scar I even think about is the one where she broke me heart.
A very very vague, but nicely positioned JAWS reference ;-)I'm generally careful with things, but there's always some random incident waiting to happen. Plus, things wear, age, and deteriorate in different ways. getting either misty-eyed or upset just doesn't happen to me. The only scar I even think about is the one where she broke me heart.
Yeah... even the most cautious of us are going to have booboos. Normal wear & tear is expected, and that's the kinda "booboos" I love. My favorite "normal wear & tear", is when the finish get's worn through in the normal places of the most use (like where your forearm always rests, or where you always pick... that kinda stuff). Those are scars of pride, passion, and experience. That's why I don't like showing support for new "relic'd" or "road worn" instruments. It's like buying a lie. Same reason I'm not attracted to women who cake on makeup with a trowel.I'm generally careful with things, but there's always some random incident waiting to happen. Plus, things wear, age, and deteriorate in different ways. getting either misty-eyed or upset just doesn't happen to me. The only scar I even think about is the one where she broke me heart.
