Frank Blank

Hardly DIY is it? You could have dug one up yourself...

It took me decades to get the sound I wanted by going direct into amplification, it was never quite what I was after. I didn't want to start using pedals until I was happy with my core tone before I applied any trickery. Now I have found the perfect amplification set up for me, one I'm perfectly happy to use with nothing in the signal chain (bass > FRFR speaker) I have started using a HX Stomp, but as I use acoustic basses the Stomp is for really subtle tweaks. I think you need to be really happy with that uncoloured sound first.

Oh that’s a doozie!

Not really reggae but then where the hell do you put The Last Poets..? Stupid question really, you put them ON.

Nice and sparse this version...

Now i'm dancing around the living room in Southend! I'm sure* we've made this same Third World transaction before on this thread and I'm already looking forward to the next time! *as sure as I am that at 0:40 on Now That We've Found Love he sings Make that a shït, make that a shït, make that a shït, make that a shït, make that a shït, shït, shït, shït, all over the place I say and later on he's going to spread it all over the land, marvellous. Still, it does contain the greatest lyric ever written at 1:12... I said music, whoooah, yeaaaah.

Isn't top shelf cheap porn? Top drawer I'll take! 😁

Yes.

Size of an ant.

Welcome @Sida79

Excellent. I think episode two is my favourite...

At last, episode 3 of the Ogmios School of Zen Driving...

Sorry, I’m off my mash on ecstasy pipes.

All the links on this thread do that, freakzone!

Superb album. Not (IMHO) as good as Metal Box or The Flowers of Romance but a cracker nonetheless. Ginger Baker, Ryuichi Sakamoto, all sorts of people on this record. It was recorded just before John McGeoch joined in the same year, which is a shame as I love his guitar playing.

Land Of Hope And Glory (ha, ha) looks hectic on the trombone.

These, swear by them.

You, Sir, are bang on.

Don’t you worry about any of that, the Bass Bashes are the very antithesis of all that old bollo. Your description of your playing is exactly how I’d describe mine and I have a gas at the Bashes.

It’s no good preparing pieces to play, you can’t hear anything over the cacophony of everyone playing everything all the time and then you can’t hear anything over the post-prandial burp/fart fest.

First line of my CV, there.

Hopefully I’ll be bringing one of them so you’ll have room for one more.

Much as the bass guitars all look lovely it’s the Scrumpette’s roast potatoes* that I have in my particular tractor beam. *not a euphemism.

Toots! 😭 RIP.

Sadly this looks like the case, but what a Bash we’ll have when we get there!