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Discussion in 'Bass Humor & Gig Stories [BG]' started by Gin, Apr 19, 2010.
That is all.
Jack Bruce. I'm a monotheist...
Geezer Butler and Steve Harris
None. If I did that might somehow bring said hypothetical demi-god to come see me play. The only honorable thing left to do after that would be to cut off my fingers before flinging myself in front of the nearest speeding bus.
Niiiice! I'm totally digging that!
Nice! I instantly thought of Conan when I read the title.
Ha too funny. If I pray at all it would be for my singer to stay on pitch or not miss the change.
No wooten and miller? Well then..
none, I pray to God
... But Myung above all.
None; no bassist is a divine entity who responds in any way, let alone in my favor, to psychic messages.
I actively and strongly hope, which maybe borders on prayer, that my strap doesn't come undone, that all my cables work right, that none of my gear craps out on me, that my strings don't break, that I don't make any bad mistakes, and that my bandmates have the same good fortune. And maybe that I meet someone cute who's at the venue. But these hopes are not directed toward any supernatural entity.
Sid Vicious (although I'm not sure he would count as a bassist...)
and let the flaming begin...
Everybody else is praying to something real.
The Ox, of course.
Marcus Miller, Victor Wooten and John Myung.
Funk, Jazz and Rock