bovinehost
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Now, some of you are fairly new and maybe do not know the legend of the Big Poppa Bongo.
I shall explain.
This Bongo is a Graphite Pearl 4 banger that BP used on a regular basis with Biff Baby's All Stars. He was gracious enough to bring it out to the SLO Open House (a plot to get all the bassists hooked on single H Bongos? Perhaps) for the Knuckleheads to play.
I have a photo of BP playing it:
Well, we all fell in love with the bass at the Open House jam. Over the next few months, I ended up asking Dargin to sell it to me, used, banged up, I didn't care. It was (and is) a good bass. He told me that he'd build me something, but that BP would have a gig sooner or later and he'd want his bass.
Seemed reasonable to me, and I ended up ordering a red Bongo 5 single H which is maybe my favorite bass ever. All was well.
But a few months after that, a box showed up at my door. I was doing a lot of wheeling and dealing at the time, so I wasn't surprised when the wife said there was a "bass sized box" waiting for me at home. What was it? I didn't know, but was sure I'd figure it out.
It was the Big Poppa Bongo.
BP sent it to me as a gift. At first, I thought it was one just like his, but nope, Sterling said, "You dope, that's my bass, not a copy!" And so it was.
It's had a good home here at Camp Bovine, and I've gigged it and strung it with EB flats and made certain bassists associated with Steely Dan very, very jealous.
A few months back, a friend's teenage daughter made noises about wanting to learn to play bass. Naturally, they talked to me, and the Big Poppa Bongo went to visit Sofia and she loved it and showed it off to all her clad-in-black teenage friends. But I missed it, so I brought it home a few weeks ago.
The batteries were dead.
I replaced them, but - no joy. The bass made no noise. Hmm. I'm no n00b, right? I can troubleshoot my own basses! But being lazy, and also having a few other decent basses around the house, I stuck it on a stand and said to myself, "I will get back to that in a day or two."
I did not.
Finally, today to be honest, I said, "I cannot live with a bass that does not function properly." So I checked the batteries (ouch) which were fine. Hmmm. Maybe I bent the little tabs in the battery box! No, they were okay.
Then I notice that both the negative tabs in the battery box were not copper colored, as they probably should be. Hey, I have an pencil with an eraser. Or, more accurately, my first grader has one, which I quickly appropriated.
And that's all there was to it.
And now I have it here, in my lap, making wondrous Big Poppa Bongo noises.
Check those contacts, boys.
Jack
I shall explain.
This Bongo is a Graphite Pearl 4 banger that BP used on a regular basis with Biff Baby's All Stars. He was gracious enough to bring it out to the SLO Open House (a plot to get all the bassists hooked on single H Bongos? Perhaps) for the Knuckleheads to play.
I have a photo of BP playing it:

Well, we all fell in love with the bass at the Open House jam. Over the next few months, I ended up asking Dargin to sell it to me, used, banged up, I didn't care. It was (and is) a good bass. He told me that he'd build me something, but that BP would have a gig sooner or later and he'd want his bass.
Seemed reasonable to me, and I ended up ordering a red Bongo 5 single H which is maybe my favorite bass ever. All was well.
But a few months after that, a box showed up at my door. I was doing a lot of wheeling and dealing at the time, so I wasn't surprised when the wife said there was a "bass sized box" waiting for me at home. What was it? I didn't know, but was sure I'd figure it out.
It was the Big Poppa Bongo.
BP sent it to me as a gift. At first, I thought it was one just like his, but nope, Sterling said, "You dope, that's my bass, not a copy!" And so it was.

It's had a good home here at Camp Bovine, and I've gigged it and strung it with EB flats and made certain bassists associated with Steely Dan very, very jealous.
A few months back, a friend's teenage daughter made noises about wanting to learn to play bass. Naturally, they talked to me, and the Big Poppa Bongo went to visit Sofia and she loved it and showed it off to all her clad-in-black teenage friends. But I missed it, so I brought it home a few weeks ago.
The batteries were dead.
I replaced them, but - no joy. The bass made no noise. Hmm. I'm no n00b, right? I can troubleshoot my own basses! But being lazy, and also having a few other decent basses around the house, I stuck it on a stand and said to myself, "I will get back to that in a day or two."
I did not.
Finally, today to be honest, I said, "I cannot live with a bass that does not function properly." So I checked the batteries (ouch) which were fine. Hmmm. Maybe I bent the little tabs in the battery box! No, they were okay.
Then I notice that both the negative tabs in the battery box were not copper colored, as they probably should be. Hey, I have an pencil with an eraser. Or, more accurately, my first grader has one, which I quickly appropriated.
And that's all there was to it.
And now I have it here, in my lap, making wondrous Big Poppa Bongo noises.
Check those contacts, boys.
Jack