The bass has been slacking lately and we can't have that as you let a bass go slack for too long and it will not be good for anything except wedding receptions after that. You'll never get another lick of work out of it because it will only play Carpenters songs.
Yesterday was screaming for synth but there's the choke on taking it apart to fix the one dead key. It looks like better than even odds on the fix working but it's a bitch and doing it looks strikingly like work.
So the bass was hammering and there's nothing like a bass to send bedbugs screaming for Jesus. Those little fuckers were running around like Republicans at the National Convention trying to find a candidate who can actually read.
The "Ride the Dragon" song has plenty of bass already but, wtf, go for Black Sabbath and call up some demons and warlocks. What could be more fun than that.
That turned out to be a monster gas as Jaco Tyrannosaurius showed up and was getting all Hendrix with it.
One thing's definite out of this: computer time, from some unknown activity which is part of it, causes my arms to go numb. When I push away from it, the problem mitigates within a relatively short time (i.e. days). This has been going on for months and you haven't heard anything much about it as there wasn't any need but it seemed everything was disintegrating and there was no obvious cause for it. There doesn't seem any question now that some type of ergonomic aspect has been doing it and this was to the point of my right side going not entirely numb but ghost-like.
So them fingers were not feeling numb yesterday and the bass really needed to get abusively loud. The problem is the speakers did not as the bottoms are twelve-inch sissyboys and a bass will make them cry. You need at least fifteen-inch bottoms for a bass and the real Bruces will go for eighteen-inch.
Even so, it was a hoot doing it. Black Sabbath didn't show up as distortion on a bass is more nastiness than I really need but trying for a bit of bass counterpoint got highly unusual so it's good to see him back in the game and definitely not headed for any wedding reception.
Yesterday was screaming for synth but there's the choke on taking it apart to fix the one dead key. It looks like better than even odds on the fix working but it's a bitch and doing it looks strikingly like work.
So the bass was hammering and there's nothing like a bass to send bedbugs screaming for Jesus. Those little fuckers were running around like Republicans at the National Convention trying to find a candidate who can actually read.
The "Ride the Dragon" song has plenty of bass already but, wtf, go for Black Sabbath and call up some demons and warlocks. What could be more fun than that.
That turned out to be a monster gas as Jaco Tyrannosaurius showed up and was getting all Hendrix with it.
One thing's definite out of this: computer time, from some unknown activity which is part of it, causes my arms to go numb. When I push away from it, the problem mitigates within a relatively short time (i.e. days). This has been going on for months and you haven't heard anything much about it as there wasn't any need but it seemed everything was disintegrating and there was no obvious cause for it. There doesn't seem any question now that some type of ergonomic aspect has been doing it and this was to the point of my right side going not entirely numb but ghost-like.
So them fingers were not feeling numb yesterday and the bass really needed to get abusively loud. The problem is the speakers did not as the bottoms are twelve-inch sissyboys and a bass will make them cry. You need at least fifteen-inch bottoms for a bass and the real Bruces will go for eighteen-inch.
Even so, it was a hoot doing it. Black Sabbath didn't show up as distortion on a bass is more nastiness than I really need but trying for a bit of bass counterpoint got highly unusual so it's good to see him back in the game and definitely not headed for any wedding reception.
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