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sitonmybass
Pretend you're a rock star and Mrs. Is a groupie staring at your bass.
Hmmm...I think the Mrs. might let you slide on this "groupie" reference because she would be portraying someone else. Boy, that was close!
Hmmm...I think the Mrs. might let you slide on this "groupie" reference because she would be portraying someone else. Boy, that was close!
DaddyFlip
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Hmmm...I think the Mrs. might let you slide on this "groupie" reference because she would be portraying someone else. Boy, that was close!
I've done it before and got away with it. Plus, I did say pretend.
trunkshope6
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did u get her number?
TheAntMan
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bovinehost
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I've told this story before but it's been a few years so don't break out the rope or anything. I'm old and feeble.
Plus I have a Bongo in my lap so I can't run very fast.
I get a call for a pickup gig, oldies. No rehearsal, just a song list with keys notated and I guess at my age I'm supposed to know "Under the Boardwalk" and "Stand By Me" and so on, which I sort of almost barely do. I'm a really good guesser but never really played that stuff in any real way. Oh well. How hard can it be?
The guitar player turns out to be a monster. Did cruise ship gigs, knows every song ever recorded, calls out numbers for the changes and expects you to be right there. Did I mention I'm a good guesser? At least when I'm sober, anyway.
And he's one of those guys who thinks you should have a P bass, that a Jazz bass is "out there". Being me, and thinking I'm fairly well known in this bar, I show up with a Desert Gold (bright orange) Bongo 4 HH.
Everyone on stage is SUSPICIOUS. I might be a subversive.
We instrumentally bang out some surf numbers and things are going fairly well, I think. Eventually the "star" singer guy comes out and we play some songs on the list, some not. Whatever. "Crazy" and so on, it's not that hard and even if I don't know them...I'm a good guesser.
Everything gels purdy good after a bit even if the singer says not to play "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" as reggae. I'm thinking, 'Well, it sort of IS" but we do it and he seems happy enough.
It's a biker kind of bar. I've played millions of jams there. No bartender has ever spoken to me other than "Hey" and "What can I get you" and so on.
First set ends and I head to the bar to get ice water, because after all, I'm scoring fifty bucks for 3 hours work! Gotta stay aware.
The bartender, I've seen her a million times, she's standard fare, is all coy with me. "What is that?" I say, "What is what?" She says, "That bass, that orange thing. That is absolutely the sexiest thing I've ever seen in here."
I mean, she really wants to KNOW.
How many jam sessions has she seen? Hundreds, if not thousands. And the Bongo is the first instrument she's ever actually NOTICED.
Behold, babies, the power and the majesty.
Here endeth the story.
Plus I have a Bongo in my lap so I can't run very fast.
I get a call for a pickup gig, oldies. No rehearsal, just a song list with keys notated and I guess at my age I'm supposed to know "Under the Boardwalk" and "Stand By Me" and so on, which I sort of almost barely do. I'm a really good guesser but never really played that stuff in any real way. Oh well. How hard can it be?
The guitar player turns out to be a monster. Did cruise ship gigs, knows every song ever recorded, calls out numbers for the changes and expects you to be right there. Did I mention I'm a good guesser? At least when I'm sober, anyway.
And he's one of those guys who thinks you should have a P bass, that a Jazz bass is "out there". Being me, and thinking I'm fairly well known in this bar, I show up with a Desert Gold (bright orange) Bongo 4 HH.
Everyone on stage is SUSPICIOUS. I might be a subversive.
We instrumentally bang out some surf numbers and things are going fairly well, I think. Eventually the "star" singer guy comes out and we play some songs on the list, some not. Whatever. "Crazy" and so on, it's not that hard and even if I don't know them...I'm a good guesser.
Everything gels purdy good after a bit even if the singer says not to play "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" as reggae. I'm thinking, 'Well, it sort of IS" but we do it and he seems happy enough.
It's a biker kind of bar. I've played millions of jams there. No bartender has ever spoken to me other than "Hey" and "What can I get you" and so on.
First set ends and I head to the bar to get ice water, because after all, I'm scoring fifty bucks for 3 hours work! Gotta stay aware.
The bartender, I've seen her a million times, she's standard fare, is all coy with me. "What is that?" I say, "What is what?" She says, "That bass, that orange thing. That is absolutely the sexiest thing I've ever seen in here."
I mean, she really wants to KNOW.
How many jam sessions has she seen? Hundreds, if not thousands. And the Bongo is the first instrument she's ever actually NOTICED.
Behold, babies, the power and the majesty.
Here endeth the story.
oli@bass
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Powman
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Great read! I enjoyed that!
Ok - this sheds some light........
A few months back we were playing our usual Thursday night gig and a woman who I'd never seen before starts dancing in front of the band. As she gets warmed up, she moves over right in front of me. By the end of the song, she is practically doing a pole dance on my mic stand. Now, I am open minded, but my personal tastes are, um, well, very conservative. I'm married to a guy and am quite happy with that, so this kind of attention from another woman was a first! I thought tommyindelaware was going to blow a gasket trying not to laugh at my reaction - I was completely at a loss. Now I know - it must have been the Stealth 4HH Bongo!
I've had many, many compliments on both my Bongos - but never a scene like that!
A few months back we were playing our usual Thursday night gig and a woman who I'd never seen before starts dancing in front of the band. As she gets warmed up, she moves over right in front of me. By the end of the song, she is practically doing a pole dance on my mic stand. Now, I am open minded, but my personal tastes are, um, well, very conservative. I'm married to a guy and am quite happy with that, so this kind of attention from another woman was a first! I thought tommyindelaware was going to blow a gasket trying not to laugh at my reaction - I was completely at a loss. Now I know - it must have been the Stealth 4HH Bongo!
I've had many, many compliments on both my Bongos - but never a scene like that!
markbass99
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Especially when those martini's are on the fret board of a Dargie. I just turned 50 myself, time for a drink.
True Dat!
fly
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Considering how much time women spend in the bathroom, I'm not surprised that she stared at the Bongo since it does resemble a toilet seat
hahahhahha.........that's a good one.
