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Crocodile Shoes - Jimmy Nail

Steve Miiler abuses rhyme and grammar: Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas You know he knows just exactly what the facts is He ain't gonna let those two escape justice He makes his livin' off of the people's taxes

Or Fodera, or even F Basses.

Tube rule #1 - head down, no eye contact. Ex-Londoner and tube (subway for our US chums) user of many years standing.

Returns aforementioned salutation with a friendly smile.

Likewise.

Livin' on Borrowed Time - Puddle of Mudd

Since You've Bean Gone - Rainbow

I seem to remember from fitting an SD in a Strat many years ago, that the colour coding for the hot wire on an SD is the reverse of what others use. Things may have changed.

I’ve saw Roscoe with Robben at the Jazz Café in Camden. I was upstairs in the restaurant part and he was eating his pre gig meal a couple of tables away. If I hasn’t been with Lady Ez, I may well have had to be the total fanboy and bothered him for a chat (I’m glad I didn’t). Roscoe’s CV is obviously far beyond just jazz tinged blues, but that’s where I discovered him in The Blue Line and then with another of my guitar heroes - Eric Johnson. Roscoe’s instructional video is still one of the best all round bass resources I’ve seen. Tommy is the king of the shuffle and what impresses me most is his (and Chris Layton’s) ability to be just behind the beat, giving that lazy/dirty feel, even during extended fills, Pride & Joy being a prime example.

There he is! Nice to hear from you and that things are moving along in a positive manner.

I think looking at the style of particular players is a good way to go. My two favourite, blues centric bass players (at least they have been in the past) are Roscoe Beck and Tommy Shannon. Roscoe’s work with Robben Ford and Tommy’s with SRV are worth a look.

Rocket Cathedrals - Be Bop Deluxe

Empty Rooms - Gary Moore

White Queen (As It Began) - Queen

Seventh Son of a Seventh Son - Iron Maiden

To be fair, if there are flames everywhere, wondering whether or not there is a server room to consider, doesn’t enter the thinking, especially as using a gaseous retardant externally is an exercise in futility. If the building that contains the server room is on fire, it’s going to cook eventually.

Plenty of room, pull up a chair (socially distanced of course).

Seasons in the Sun - Terry Jacks

Carly Simon rhyming apricot with gavotte in Your So Vain. Just don’t.

Ice In The Sun - Status Quo

And the overly long Serengeti afterwards. In fact that whole, stanza is a mess.