Good God, it's kind of frightening how well you all know me.Since his herd has so many un-tradeable basses in it he'll have to rotate the ones he can fairly often to keep his gear whore status
Or at least how well Magnus knows me, having once scored a pretty decent bass by simply asking, "How much do you want?"
But I'm going to hang on to the Sterling, at least for a while. (At least long enough to get it out and make it work a little.) The output jack should be fixed this weekend, and I'll take it with me to Club Dada on August 5th and see what it does for me.
I haven't fully rehabilitated it just yet!
Ack! He's been to my house! He knows secrets!When the time is right, I'll slip into Dallas with a trunk load of vodka and something for Jack to burn on the grill. And when he's good and drunk, I'll make my play for the Sterling. And silently slip out of town.




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