Dr. C, my man, I'm on the other side of that hill going back down. He began to speak . . . .
For years, I chased . . . . BETTER . . . . and whatever I thought that was. I thought it was Yamahas instead of Fenders. I thought it was a preamp/rack rig instead of my Peavey stack. I thought it was Alembics, and I had two five-strings, one even custom-built for me to my ideas.
Then two funny things happened.
First. When I had the Alembics, I quit looking at any other basses, as quite obviously, everything ELSE I looked at lacked this or that alongside them. I was (and still am) utterly and completely sure that those were the best built basses this crazy white man will ever own, and the best tone I will ever hear. In other words, I had tracked down BETTER like a big game tracker or heat-seeking missile, found it, owned it, there was no MORE BETTER to be had. Done, dead, and buried. Game Over.
Suddenly, in a way, I felt like the dog chasing the car that actually caught it. Now, what do I do ?
As always, however, life has a way of humbling the foolishly arrogant. The hammer ALWAYS swings back.
My wife had what turned into unsuccessful back surgery, she went into partial disability, and we lost her income as she was through working. My precious wife comes first, and to keep us afloat with the sudden change in income(s), I sold both Alembics. I have no complaints, it paid our mortgage and more for six months and we got everything re-arranged and squared away, and Thank God I still had them to use for that. I broke even or maybe a little better, so I owned both essentially for free. Can't Beat That. So . . . .
Second. I replaced Alembics with Squiers, and I'm happy as a clam. The Alembics were somehow very formal and I could never relax around them, and the Squiers are like my favorite pair of old Wranglers. And ultimately I found out I still sound like ME. Granted, I sounded like a little better me on the Alembics, but I enjoy these little 'cheap basses' as much as any basses I've ever owned, and somehow they just suit me these days.
There's more to playing than just hardware, and I've proven it to myself, that it's head, heart, and hands. After that, just find something you like that's solid buildwise and sounds good to you. THAT part is, I've found, just not price dependent. Believe me, I could stink on an Alembic just as easily as the Squiers !
. . . . then he finished his cigarette and coffee, and walked out into the night.