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Ole Man Blues

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I appreciate all the sale offers but none are my color. I played a few at GC about a year ago and almost bought one then. It's taken a while for me to get used to the shape and styling. I really love the tone, fat and punchy like my mother-in-law, sorry mom! But if she heard a Bongo she would understand.....:D

Do they make a Bongo with a Maple Neck? I have never seen one.

Big Poppa sure did shake it up, didn't he? OMB
 

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Nobody actually "wants" a Bongo. It's something that you simply can't help. Bongo's speak to you while you sleep and call your name when you get close to them. They have similar abilities to those creatures in that B-movie from years back...."Attack of the Pod People" or something along that line. There is simply no defense from being Bongo-d

But Bongos are fussy. Those daring men and women of the musical persuasion known as "movers and shakers" get Bongo's. Those of vast courage, amazing musical presentation and ability, undisputable charm and extraordinary good looks get Bongo's. Bongo's are a gift from the Bass Gods themselves and once acquired, they must never leave your side.

Those who have "known" Bongo's and part with them for any reason will grow warts on their noses and hair on their palms.......this is a fact. Before you take the final step and don the sacrificial robe and genuine Viking helmet to be worn during your inintiation ceremony, please be certain that you're up to the task.
 
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Nobody actually "wants" a Bongo. It's something that you simply can't help. Bongo's speak to you while you sleep and call your name when you get close to them. They have similar abilities to those creatures in that B-movie from years back...."Attack of the Pod People" or something along that line. There is simply no defense from being Bongo-d

This is worrisome because it seems almost true. I think back now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, when Tonto and I were roaming the west, fighting crime and camping and roasting marshmellows and gigging flounder and spending, as I recall, way too much money on Yoo-hoo chocolate sodas....and Tonto, who should have known that his future lay in casinos, whispered to me one night around the campfire, "Kemosabe, they say that the BoNgo is the bass of the future", and I laughed, oh yes, I did - I scoffed.

And then a mystical man from the Far West, they say his name was hippiesandwich, but I knew him as Lowell who smelled of garlic, went to NAMM, that most mystical of all trade shows, and Lowell took photos of the bass they called BoNgo, and lo, there was wailing and gnashing of teeth, and some say there was also accumulation of American dollars, and BP looked upon it and declared it good.

rich said:
Those of vast courage, amazing musical presentation and ability, undisputable charm and extraordinary good looks get Bongo's.

How then do you explain my BoNgo ownership, lo, for these many years?

rich said:
Bongo's are a gift from the Bass Gods themselves and once acquired, they must never leave your side.

I fear that Rich, he of the mighty F*nd*r C*st*m Sh*p, whose vowels I have arbitrarily excised, has perhaps stumbled upon the Very Truth, although I am fairly sure that the Bass Gods, in this particular case, have names which may be spoken, those names being Biff and Dudley, yea, verily so.

rich said:
Those who have "known" Bongo's and part with them for any reason will grow warts on their noses and hair on their palms.......this is a fact. Before you take the final step and don the sacrificial robe and genuine Viking helmet to be worn during your inintiation ceremony, please be certain that you're up to the task.

But what of us, o wise one, who have parted with the mighty BoNgo, only to acquire more? Are we thus consigned to warthood, if warthood be a word?

I beseech thee! And I am fairly certain that 'beseech" does not often appear upon this, our forum.

You know, this is the only place where I can get away with such, what is the word?

Ah, the word is 'crap'.

And there was wailing and gnashing of teeth and adjustment of the truss wheel, and Dudley looked down and declared it good.

Here endeth the lesson.

Jackie
 

adouglas

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Nobody actually "wants" a Bongo. It's something that you simply can't help.

You're so right!

Like many (most? perhaps all?) bassists I've been searching for the elusive "right" bass for years and years. Always flipping, modding, looking for the right tone.

The Bongo entered my life, and I'm done. I've been GAS-free for over a year, and that's never happened before. I no longer look at other basses and think "I wonder how that would sound?" I don't need to know. I've got the sound I want.
 

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the funniest is that a very high percentage of people who sell thier Bongo end up buying another

It's amazing what the sight of mushroom-sized warts growing on your schnoz and fur on your palms will force you to do. :eek:


Jack.....GREAT response. You missed your true calling as a master of the pen. :)

In answer to your question as to what happens if you part with a single Bongo to acquire yet more. The Gods look down upon you with favor and remove any and all curses which have befallen you. You are then promoted to a Bongo Warrior staus which is remotely like a Jedi Warrior except that your Bongo doesn't light up, make buzzing sounds or lob other players heads off during a performance.

Bongo--a powerful friend indeed!! :cool:
 

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Nobody actually "wants" a Bongo. It's something that you simply can't help. Bongo's speak to you while you sleep and call your name when you get close to them.

The Bongo just spoke to me while I played it.

This is worrisome because it seems almost true. I think back now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, when Tonto and I were roaming the west...

Classic post! :D
 
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