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Mine was the Mk 1 version where you had to take the lid off to adjust the relative volumes of the channels. This Mk 2 version is even better with the access to the channel volume pots from the top. Such a good pedal.

I used one of these for switching between and balancing the outputs of my two basses... https://www.andertons.co.uk/lehle-3at1-sgos-switcher-with-midi-for-three-instruments-(stereo)-to-either-amp-or-tuner-3at1?LGWCODE=3AT1;56375;6335&gclid=CjwKCAjwxZnYBRAVEiwANMTRX54cUuLN3ICO11ouzvTF_69yKZ9wejSvIau5ZxD0IKVK-aVYu2mw1hoChwgQAvD_BwE Built like a brick outhouse, totally silent in operation, transparent and 100% reliable.It actually allows you to switch between three sources. I just used two channels and used the middle button as a mute. I don't think I was ever so flash to have brought three basses to a gig!

Dr Quack The Q Continuum...

Squawk box, surely!!!

Phat-buster Bass-quack Funq-bass Funk-shui Welly pedal

Nah, it’d be rubbish for metal...

Ignore me... just put my brain in gear and did a quick search in the for basses sale forum... That certainly compares favourably to the Wal or the SB700!!!

OK, the inevitable "Does anyone know how much the short scale CHB1 hollow body Chownys weigh? Before you all groan and roll eyes (and point out that I play Wals and Aria SBs so what the heck am I worrying about that for?) there is a specific reason why I ask. There's a 50/50 chance I might have to have some shoulder surgery sometime in the near future and I'm trying to think ahead to a light but nice bass that could be a good stopgap/transitional thing to noodle on while recuperating and maybe a less heavy bass for any early ventures back into the world of playing in public. And, no, I don't fancy a Hofner violin bass or similar...

Here’s a classic band with a Wal photo...

@Highfox now you’ve had it a while how are you finding it?

The Dave Greenslade rack is just about to be released as a bonus track on the new CD reissue of Cactus Choir.

Well you may (or may not) enjoy the entirety of Nantucket Sleighride by Mountain. A track based on the story of a doomed whaling expedition in North America in 1820.

“Oh sod it, I’ll just have to apologise to Nathan...”

Looking for 100% committed and professional guitarists who “preferably have their own gear”?

I have played with a singer who regularly used a music stand. No-one ever came up to me and said 'Your singer has a music stand, thats terrible'. Many people came up to me and said ‘Your singer is gorgeous. Is she single?'.

Reluctantly took my then girlfriend to see her way back in about 1982. Her backing band had Phil Spalding on bass and Simon Phillips on drums... not too shabby. Cracking gig in the end. Not at all what I’d expected.

Another school room classic from my youth... Hauugh nauugh brauughn cauugh!

I lived for the first ten years of my life just outside Belfast before moving over to England. When I came over kids in my class at school would keep asking "Trevor, would you say 'I had to wait at the gate because you were late to see a film at eight...' please." Roll eyes. "Oh Kayee, Aye had to wey-yut at the gey-yut because you were ley-yut to see a fillum at ae-yut... [sigh]"

‘Aass roit moi luvver. Prawper job!

I think you’ll find that’s spelled Maruszkgtqghxkkypztck, Mr Buoy...

Missed that boat but I guess I’d go... YOB Jazz bass - preCBS natch Overwater of some type Maruzcrhbikggcdytk Elwood with MM and J pickups or twin soap bars Sandberg of similar spec I'd have said Wal 4 string but that would be greedy... mind you, a Mk 3 would be nice!

@Happy Jack those anecdotes were brilliant. Can’t wait to read the blog when it comes out! So I thought I should join in with my most embarrassing audition... Staines 2003/4-ish About 15 or so years ago I decided to get back into gigging after a few years off. Did a couple of auditions which went OK but by the end of the session I'd pretty much decided the respective bands weren't for me. Then I saw a card in a local guitar shop looking for a bassist in a new-country covers band. And they were local. Phoned the guy up and he seemed really nice and easy to get on with. He said that their regular player had been whinging for a while about wanting to take his playing more seriously and do some proper session playing up in town and the band was getting in the way of getting proper gigs with pros. So on that basis he'd decided that he was leaving the band. In fact he’d told the whole band so in no uncertain terms after their last gig. I thought, “fair enough” and got the names and keys of a few songs to learn for the rehearsal the following week. It was mostly stuff I had on CD and pretty straightforward to get on top of - Mary Chapin Carpenter, Steve Earle, Eagles, Nanci Griffith... Anyway, on the following Tuesday I set up at the local scout hut and was introduced to the rest of the band. We ran through a few songs and I did a bit of backing vocals with the two girl vocalists and all was going swimmingly. I really liked all the guys, they played really well, I liked the music and we were all getting on like a house on fire. Anyway, after about 40 minutes this figure appears at the door while we’re mid-song, lugging a bass amp and a Fender MM bass and then freezes, looking at me. The band all did a double take, looked at him, looked at me and then looked at the bandleader. There was a quick huddle next to the door after which the bass player set up his amp at the opposite side of the room while shooting me daggers... We broke for a cuppa while more conflabbing happened and the bandleader's wife calmed down the stroppy looking bassist like the veritable “band Mum” while I chatted to the drummer, keys player and other singer. It was at that point I suddenly recognised the guy. About three months before I'd seen him backing a girl singer/piano player at a really good songwriter event a friend ran up in Shepherds Bush. I recalled that both he and her had been right prima donnas: properly unpleasant, up-themselves, sour and stroppy t*ts to all and sundry that night - organisers, crew and other acts. Fair enough, he was a very good player but my friend said afterward that neither him nor her were ever playing there again. I decided that discretion should be the better part of valour. I toddled over to the now very worried looking band leader and volunteered to pack up and toddle off leaving the other bassist to do the rest of the rehearsal... to much protest from the drummer, keyboard player and other backing vocalist (this made me wonder if the bass player was regularly fractious and they were seeing their chance of finally being shot of him evaporating). The poor bandleader just looked really embarrassed but gratefully accepted my offer; so I packed up and went home. He phoned me the next day and invited me round to his place for a chat, to explain and to apologise. Turned out that at the last gig when the bassist had thrown his toys out of the pram, yelled “I quit” at them and stormed off, the entire band had taken him seriously and thought he'd actually left the band. So it was a bit of a shock to them when he turned up at the rehearsal and they learned that he'd not actually meant it. The bandleader felt that he sort of owed it to the guy and so had accepted his apology. As it was he offered me (as a consolation I guess, or maybe as an insurance over the guy's next strop) a place playing rhythm acoustic with the band. Unsurprisingly I felt that might be a tad awkward and I was really looking to get back into bass playing. So regretfully I respectfully declined...

How did it go?

Paul and Fiona have spoken and sung at our church several times. Lovely couple and a great evening of music and testimony. First time they came we backed them for the worship session so they came along to the rehearsal/soundcheck on the Sunday afternoon. That whizzed through no problems so when our regular Worship Leader said, “All done” there was plenty of time left. Paul looked round at the rest of the band, drew a harmonica from his back pocket and said, “Well, anyone fancy a little blues in G then?” Etched in my memory as one of my best ever playing experiences!!!!

You might be surprised just how many actually DO need the money. Those lifestyles and alimony cheques don’t pay for themselves. LOL!