The Building and Release of Pressure
I'll let you in on a 'lil secret.
...I went crazy the past year. Not in a "smearing feces on the wall" fashion, but in a "I'm trapped in my location, not doing anything productive, and there's nothing on the horizon". Trust me, actual insanity might have been a better choice, as there was little that realistically could have been done. Except plan for the future, you see. If dreaming about it helps, perhaps working for it might be even better. So since the Spring of '04, I've been in what you'd term in Baseball a "Rebuilding Year" (and then some) in regards to my gear for when we would finally leave Mount Sterling. Wherever we would land, which was very much unknown at that point, it would have to be better then were I was then (both due to local and well as mentally) and there would be music to be played. Over the course of 18 months and purchasing, paying down debt, rinsing and repeating, the following major purchases managed to make their way into my grubby hands:
Two Yamaha RBX 775 five-string basses: Flat Silver on the right, a custom fretless Flat Blue on the left.
Ibanez RKB 900 four-string bass: I didn't "need" this, but along with the Yamahas above it was also a discontinued model, and I had an itch for a four-string bass strapped low and played pickstyle and \m/etal if needed. All I can say is the 73% off list isn't too shabby.
Trust me, they may look heavy, but the above totaled is still lighter than my old-school Peavey combo I used to gig with. Why it took so long to develop a taste for decent tone, I have no idea...
Lacking the immediacy of digital cameras, I have no real photos as of yet, but can give you an idea of "The Rig o' Quasi Doom" with this flowchart:
I can sound any way my heart desires. I can stun cattle at 500 meters with 300 watts through each 8 ohm cabinet. I... can't gig now that my car has bit the big one.
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scarred2112) wrote,
accomplished
