All astounding players for sure but I wonder, if they are so busy practicing, that they are perhaps missing out on the rich tapestry of experience that makes up a life well lived? After all, if you are so busy on bass you’ll have no time to stagger up to the graveyard, get pished on Buckfast and stage a sock puppet play about the Chinese occupation of Tibet then something is wrong. Unless you amass a rich smorgasbord of experience what will these empty prodigies write songs about?