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Thunderbird Club

Sitting at an actual computer/media station for a few minutes this afternoon- usually I do this on my phone, which I think is doing something to my neural network... so much more fun this way!

Getting my home 'puter fixed. Apparently the hammer and Epoxy thing didn't work.

When all you have is a Hammer, everything looks like a Nail.
 
yes, watch the polarity though and if it's AC or DC. typically both an AC or DC supply will work on an AC powered pedal. An AC supply will not work on a DC powered pedal..
Yep, checked all that. Didn't know about that particular compatibility thing though! I've got a battery powered only bass fuzz, it's AC. Maybe it could be converted? I'll look into that...
 
I still find it really funny I saw you play in 2011 opening for The Damned.

That's crazy...just doesn't seem that long ago, but I know it was :)

too kind you are Duke.....I would have told him to kiss my grits after the initial comment..

I found it amusing. He was really friendly in a passive aggressive way. Dude just spends more time reading about the gear choices of the TB hive mind than he does trying to make impactful music. His band was very basic Americana and he tried to make the whole thing about his bass licks, while completely ignoring the pocket. He even tried to explain to me after their set what he was going for and why it was cool. Kinda like trying to explain why a joke is funny :)
 
I had an encounter with a bass player in an opening band not too long ago. Could tell he spends a lot of time in TB gen pop based on his gear and attitude...

him- "wow, you must've gotten one of the few Gibson T-Birds that doesn't have horrible finish issues."
Me- "I've owned several and seen many others. Never personally seen one with finish issues."
Him- "how do you deal with the neck dive? I could never deal with that."
Me- "it doesn't neck dive ever."
Him- "hopefully you'll be one of the lucky ones who doesn't have the headstock snap off."
Me- "on two separate occasions, this bass has gotten knocked off the stand on a drum riser and landed face first on a hardwood stage. Still fine."

He eventually gave up and started telling me all about his gear and why it was superior. His tone was terrible and his playing was even worse :)

I read some stuff so I'm an expert. Who do you think you are, throwing experience around like that?

That's some serious insecurity, right there...
 
I had an encounter with a bass player in an opening band not too long ago. Could tell he spends a lot of time in TB gen pop based on his gear and attitude...

him- "wow, you must've gotten one of the few Gibson T-Birds that doesn't have horrible finish issues."
Me- "I've owned several and seen many others. Never personally seen one with finish issues."
Him- "how do you deal with the neck dive? I could never deal with that."
Me- "it doesn't neck dive ever."
Him- "hopefully you'll be one of the lucky ones who doesn't have the headstock snap off."
Me- "on two separate occasions, this bass has gotten knocked off the stand on a drum riser and landed face first on a hardwood stage. Still fine."

He eventually gave up and started telling me all about his gear and why it was superior. His tone was terrible and his playing was even worse :)

Yeah, the now ex drummer, husband of the now ex singer (and what a shower of Christmas-New Year weirdness that was) was stunned by the Fenderbird and NR41. He had never as much as seen a Thunderbird in a picture before, as far as I could make out. Then he was telling someone about how well I 'slap' a bass ... when I've never slapped a bass in my life.
 
Are those hominy grits? :D

Yeah, hominy grits ya got thar?

At Junior's Grill by Georgia Tech in Atlanta, there were always a few incoming freshmen from up nawth who'd stare at the breakfast menu and ask, "What's grits?" Occasionally one would ask if they could taste one. If Earl (truly funny older guy) was their server, he'd say, "Sure!" He'd go back to the pot of grits by the grill, pick up a pair of tweezers he kept just for the occasion, pick up one little "grit", and place it on a plate, which he'd deliver with a flourish before moving on to the next customer.
"What's this?" the confused yankee would demand.
"You asked for a grit. Most people get a heap of 'em, though."

Most took the resulting laughter well, sometimes trading good-natured insults with Earl and other southerners nearby. Every once in a while someone would feel humiliated or insulted and stomp out. Their loss.

I tried my best to get Tommy (the owner) to keep a few persimmon slices around at the start of each quarter for when people asked to taste "a grit" but he was much too nice to do that.
 

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