Back in the mid-1970’s I had some friends who were drama/theatre students and musicians who played in various bands. I was a junior in high school at the time and spent a lot of time in our woodshop program. My musician friends would have me work on their instruments, like refinishing them, and in exchange for refinishing a hollow body Martin guitar, I was given a Fender Mustang bass. It wasn’t new and I have no idea of the provenance on it, but I suspect it was an early to mid 1970’s made instrument. I proceeded to tear it apart and refinish it, but never completed the task before college pulled me away from those friends and that life.
My bass sat unused for a few years at my parent’s house. Eventually, after the death of my parents, the bass made its way to my brother’s home. His son, I was told, was learning to play it! That made me feel good knowing that the bass was being played and I encouraged it. Fast forward years, and my once very successful brother, lost his home, his marriage, and his family due to meth. He now, sadly, lives on the streets and has been in/out of rehab several times, each time promising and swearing he’s off the drug for good, but only to return to using. It’s a much greater tragedy than simply losing one’s first bass and I still feel horrible for his children and ex-wife. He occasionally reconnects with one of my siblings and I’m thankful that he still does, but realize that he will likely die on the streets. I’ve resigned myself to receiving that eventual sad phone call some day. (TMI for TB???)
So, everyone is scattered. I have contact with my nieces and nephews through one of my sisters who has a large family of her own spread across the western half of the US. She’s going to text them all and see if anyone knows whatever became of my Mustang bass. There’s a slight chance that it’s still in someone’s possession. There’s also a very strong chance that my brother sold it or gave it to someone in exchange for drugs. There’s also a chance that it was simply neglected and thrown away and its location may be lost forever.
If one of my nieces or nephews has it and they, or their kids are using it, that would be great to hear. They can keep it with my blessing. I’d also welcome the opportunity to retrieve that old, first bass of mine if it’s not being used, and finish the restoration of it that I never completed.
I’ll update when I find any info on its location. Oh, and don’t do drugs.
My bass sat unused for a few years at my parent’s house. Eventually, after the death of my parents, the bass made its way to my brother’s home. His son, I was told, was learning to play it! That made me feel good knowing that the bass was being played and I encouraged it. Fast forward years, and my once very successful brother, lost his home, his marriage, and his family due to meth. He now, sadly, lives on the streets and has been in/out of rehab several times, each time promising and swearing he’s off the drug for good, but only to return to using. It’s a much greater tragedy than simply losing one’s first bass and I still feel horrible for his children and ex-wife. He occasionally reconnects with one of my siblings and I’m thankful that he still does, but realize that he will likely die on the streets. I’ve resigned myself to receiving that eventual sad phone call some day. (TMI for TB???)
So, everyone is scattered. I have contact with my nieces and nephews through one of my sisters who has a large family of her own spread across the western half of the US. She’s going to text them all and see if anyone knows whatever became of my Mustang bass. There’s a slight chance that it’s still in someone’s possession. There’s also a very strong chance that my brother sold it or gave it to someone in exchange for drugs. There’s also a chance that it was simply neglected and thrown away and its location may be lost forever.
If one of my nieces or nephews has it and they, or their kids are using it, that would be great to hear. They can keep it with my blessing. I’d also welcome the opportunity to retrieve that old, first bass of mine if it’s not being used, and finish the restoration of it that I never completed.
I’ll update when I find any info on its location. Oh, and don’t do drugs.