Dad3353

Fundamentally it's the assumption that's false. There's nothing a bass can put out that can damage the amp before one's ears warn of the potential danger. A meter or clipping indicator is fine, but redundant, which is why most amps don't have one. Some do, of course, and it's a good selling point, but I doubt that many musicians watch their amps just in case the light flickers on, or the meter goes into the red. Signal is not 'wasted', either, if the volume goes down. Some players use this to add dynamic content to their playing. Less signal is not a Bad Thing. Not enough signal is different, but, again, one's ears are usually sufficient to detect such a case. Hope this helps.

Schubert, especially the Ninth, more especially still, the trombones... Oh, and Jack Casady, of course.

Hofner Verithin = MG TF

+1. He's right, you know. Good Stuff; well done. Thanks for sharing.

Never heard of her, so I looked up a few videos. I wish I hadn't.

In listening to some so-called 'mainstream/chart' music (as I do, but as little as possible...), I often get the impression that most of the players are 'fifth wheels', as there is little real virtuoso in there, what with a drone of a bass, a 'disco'-style 'One-One-One-One' thud from a synthetic bass drum, a cheesy 'hook' line from a keyboard of some kind (or even an arpeggiateur..!) and a robotised, auto-tuned vocoder vocal track (usually heavily harmonised to overbrimming...). Yes, I'm exaggerating slightly, but there's an awful lot of over-produced sludge out there, and a well-played cowbell is often the high-spot of the whole piece. Mozart has been dead a long time; most modern 'pop' music hammers this home to us on a regular basis. Sad..? Yes, it is. Old..? Yes, I am.

Or a gong..?

Are there virtuoso players..? Of course, as with just about every instrument. Here's just one, performing a well-known piece... I can't comment too much on her style, as I can't hear those frequencies; to me she could be just as well miming.

I would humbly suggest that listening for distortion would be about the best way possible, 'clipping lights' or not.

The same was said of Wagner. ...

Just to be clear... One is allowed to not like one, two or indeed all of the entries; voting is not (yet...) mandatory, so listening, then voting for only one, or two, or none at all is fine. Jut sayin'.

My memory being as it is, I'll have to read it again to find out..! ...

A shame; you're missing some delicious grub ... Suggested cheese and jam pairings ...

Curtains, then, for Canned Heat, Poppa Chubby and Little Bob Story then, eh..? One could go on; the list is long...

That's not a stick of bread. ...

Precocious, huh..? There's pills for that, or thinking of John Major. Hope this helps.

My Mum was Scottish; incomprehensible more than half the time in my case.

I've all but given up on getting stuff from the US of A, exactly because of shipping costs to France. To be fair, I've completely given up on getting stuff from the UK, for the same reason. Shipping within the EU is OK (always too expensive, whatever, of course..!), but acceptable. Shipping from the Far East is ludicrously cheap (but slow...). I bought a 'box' from the US in November; it finally arrived beginning of April, after much hassle for all parties concerned, and still had to pay import duties on top. I sometimes think that there's a tramp steamer still operating the Atlantic route, using dollar bills as fuel. Shipping..? It's a lottery.

Does that make me a jazz drummer, then..?

Good evening, Smudge, and ... Plenty to read and amuse you here, and lots to learn and share.

Buddy who..? ... ...

In similar vein to the above; previously posted back in 2013, but all may not have seen it at the time ... LAVAL (France, Mid-'70s...) In a previous life I was a dep drummer, here in France. With a guitarist buddy, we went to 'audition' for a bloke, apparently quite well off, who had invested heavily in his daughter to form a variety band. She was to play accordion and organ, the fellow had a tambourine, all that was left was to complete with the other musicians. The downside..? She (the daughter...) was about 14, and had, not only no musical ability whatever, but no interest in humouring her Dad with his fantasy. I don't know how, but he had already got a gig for a village fête. My guitar chum desisted, saying (rightly...) that he couldn't follow what the girl was doing. I accepted, basically as money was tight at the time, and I shuddered to think of the poor spectators if she did the 'show' alone. The evening came and went. We weren't asked back, but I got paid. The ruse was simple: I ignored whatever she was doing, and maintained a reasonably danceable 'disco' beat the whole evening. Everyone danced. No-one could have guessed the titles of any of the numbers she 'played'; the variation came from me switching to 3/4 or 6/8 occasionally. I don't think 'Catherine et son ensemble' played any more gigs. All part of the job, really.

Were we ever apart..?