Frank Blank

I sawn kerflings, comin' out of the space ship yonder. I took one look and shot 'em in the a55.

Welcome @Johnnykikakat

Oh no, it sounds great now too, just 7 million variables good.

The rugs?

Well when (if ever) we come out from under the cloud of this virus you are welcome to try mine. I use a HX Stomp at the moment but used to go through a Fishman Platinum Pro preamp, sounded great.

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Second line of my CV, there.

My first introduction to serious reggae this track. The only other reggae or reggae-ish track that I'd heard and liked (loved actually) was Althea & Donna's Uptown Top Ranking, a track I'm still crazy about, which was released in 1977, Cocaine in my Brain was released a year earlier in 76 but I didn't hear it until after Uptown TR. Funnily enough there was, obviously, a lot of Bob Marley around but somehow his utter brilliance alluded me. Then I heard Handsworth Revolution by Steel Pulse and then the first three LKJ albums and suddenly the reggae world opened up in colour... I'm rambling and repeating myself. In short Dillinger - Cocaine in my Brain, very important track for me that.

Sir, if you are suggesting for a moment that the Women's Institute (West Lothian Branch) are some sort of pagan cabal then... oh.

So I've heard son, public school, Sandhurst, what did you expect?

I'm a Victoria sponge man myself, boring, predictable, maybe but you can't go wrong with a classic.

No, don't. I tried it and found myself branded an apostate, glued to the underside of a donkey and banished from the West Lothian Women's Institute Cake and Coffee Jamboree.

Welcome @SamGreenfield89

God gave rock and roll to you, (no he didn’t) gave rock and roll to you (no) Put it in the soul of everyone (not in mine, nor, I suspect, in anyone else’s) Do you know what you want? (Yes) you don't know for sure (I do) You don't feel right, (I do) you can't find a cure (not looking, I feel ok thanks) And you're gettin' less than what you're lookin' for (ambiguous cobblers) You don't have money (enough to get by) or a fancy car (happy with a Cortina) And you're tired of wishin' on a falling star (no, still do that given the opportunity) You gotta put your faith in a loud guitar (I don’t have to, in fact quite the opposite, I’d rather put my junk in a blender) God gave rock and roll to you, (no he didn’t) gave rock and roll to you (no) Gave rock and roll to everyone, oh yeah (no he didn’t (oh no)) God gave rock and roll to you, (no he didn’t) gave rock and roll to you (no) Put it in the soul of everyone (put it in the ahh soul of everyone more like) "Now listen" (no)

From the Nite Club?

He is the epitome of my idea of bass playing excellence.

Sir Horace was a superb bass player, great songs to play to.

There's a green one and a pink one And a blue one and a yellow one And they're all made out of ticky tacky And they all look just the same It might well be a thinly disguised dig at post-war suburbia and the inherent conformism of the vast majority of American citizens but green, pink, blue and yellow boxes, made of ticky tacky or not, are easily recognised as distinct and very different entities.

Zig-a-zig-ah. Do what Spice Girls? Pay attention at the back, obviously...

I think ‘Stick your band up yer ar53’ would have been a more appropriate response.

The retired best of the best unfortunately.

I think, by far, the most important thing about playing acoustic basses is, oddly enough, actually really uncoloured amplification

This doesn’t surprise me having worked for a band who had a run in or two with The Alarm, suffice to say The Alarm had hairdos that drove usually tranquil people to violence.