I get a kick out of some of those weirdass 60s era Japanese and Italian basses. Many of them have their own sound and can sometimes even be made somewhat comfortable to play - if they have a still working truss rod - assuming there is one and it ever worked to begin with.
Can’t say I love them. Love is a pretty strong emotion to lavish on something like a bass IMO. I don’t even love my main player. But I do like it a lot. Same goes for some of the oddball basses I’ve spent time with.
I had a few old cheap Tiesco and Motsumoku basses that went missing in a move once that I kinda miss. None of them were stellar tone machines. But they played well (or well enough) and had some interesting sonic character.
Only old cheap basses I’ve still got are a Tiesco that’s in pieces (came that way in a box) I think somebody disassembled for storage or something…and this nice little old Kay I plan on restoring:
Most recent cheap bass I’ve bought is a Baltimore “brand” bass. I originally got it thinking I’d route a swimming pool in it so I could use it as a test bed for pickups. Cost a whole whopping $48 new off the clearance rack at GC. But when I got it home and played it a bit I realized it’s actually a very nice bass. And its totally gonzo Dr. Seuss inspired pickguard was oddly attractive and started to grow on me. So I did a setup, cleaned up the electronics a bit, and dropped a better pup in it, and it now turns heads whenever I haul it out at a jam.
It’s not vintage. But it has that same “bicycle factory” and “accordion shop” vibe written all over it.
“Once you’ve played the best it’s time to try the rest!”