Merry Christmas dead spiro-ers. Do I have a story for you. I'm home from collage back to my parents house and its a big celebration: whole family's home and just like when we were kids, we wake up and open presents from Santa (he's real ok!) Long story short I open my present and its a fresh, new, ALIVE, set of Spirocores (Parents said "well we don't know much about bass but thought you may need strings, and a few websites said these were strings for jazz bassists"). Perfect timing too because I sold my dead set to my teacher who was in desperate need of spirocores. Its a christmas miracle! I didn't have the heart to tell them that I'd need to kill them first 