Awakening this morning, I discovered I had won the auction for a Boss RC-50 on eBay. This is not something I was doing during the course of the horror but rather I set it in motion two or three days ago with my bid and a max bid in reserve. I let it ride and tried not to watch. Last night, the win.
It sold in near-new condition for $275, including the shipping, which is less than half what I paid for the one which is in a near-deceased state. There will be no attempt to sell it for parts or so because there's almost nothing on it which works anymore.
This is money I can't afford to spend but, much more, I cannot give up the music or I give up all hope. In my circumstance, there is no way to play all the instruments I need to play without the Boss RC-50 looper. Some regard these devices as toys but I have depended on them for years and I regard them as a blessing from the heavens because without a looper there would be no band and could not be one.
As I said, there would be no reefer without the music and there wasn't (sob ... larfs).
After yesterday and now this, my emotions do not know which way to go. There is joy in the hope of making music again and there is devastation in the blow to us all in Paris.
It sold in near-new condition for $275, including the shipping, which is less than half what I paid for the one which is in a near-deceased state. There will be no attempt to sell it for parts or so because there's almost nothing on it which works anymore.
This is money I can't afford to spend but, much more, I cannot give up the music or I give up all hope. In my circumstance, there is no way to play all the instruments I need to play without the Boss RC-50 looper. Some regard these devices as toys but I have depended on them for years and I regard them as a blessing from the heavens because without a looper there would be no band and could not be one.
As I said, there would be no reefer without the music and there wasn't (sob ... larfs).
After yesterday and now this, my emotions do not know which way to go. There is joy in the hope of making music again and there is devastation in the blow to us all in Paris.
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