Newfoundfreedom

It's definitely Tonic (Tonika). One wonders what the designer was mixing with said tonic when he came up with the design, but I'm guessing it came from a still at the bottom of the garden.

Aha! So it is a stylised "T" as opposed to a "M" Well done that mam. Tonika it is.

Drive, by Joe Bonamassa. A member of my band wanted to play it a couple of weeks ago so we learned it and I absolutely hated it. It bored the sh#t out of me. Now a couple of weeks later I can't get it out of my head.

Hello there in the flatlands. I lived in Skeggy for about 15 years before leaving the UK 3 years ago.

I'm currently using the strings that came with my bass. I'm really thinking that the NYXL strings may be for me because I'm from Yorkshire and they're free!

Not quite. In Cyrillic what we with the Roman alphabet would perceive as an "H" is actually pronounced "n", and what we see as "u" is actually a lower case "i". Therefore MOHuKa would actually be Monika (assuming the first letter is M which is the same in both the Roman and Cyrillic alphabet, as is the o, the k, and the a.) I live in Bulgaria and they invented the Cyrillic alphabet. 😉

I see this all the time with general sales, not just bass guitars. It's like people are so lazy they figure if someone is interested then they will ask loads of questions, rather than going to the trouble of actually posting things properly in the first place. On a local buy and sell site where I used to live every other advert used to say "need gone", like that was actually some incentive for people to buy.

Beauty. I wish I'd bought it first. I can read Cyrillic but I'm still trying to figure out the first letter as it's highly stylised. It's either called Tonica (i.e "Tonic) Or Monika, take your pick, although best guess from the pictures of go with Monika. 😉

I would agree pretty much 100% with everything he says. Yes I listen to different music now than I did as a teenager, but if I were to list my top 10 albums of all time, every single one of them without exception would be albums I listened to in my teens. While listening to music has always been enjoyable, I've never heard a single album or even artist that's had anything like the impact of the bands I listened to back then.

The best one I ever saw was at an Iron Maiden gig. They were being supported by a then (and probably still) little known band called Funeral for a Friend (catchy huh). They were a bunch of fresh faced young lads about 18 or 19 playing to an arena full of Maiden fans who just wanted to see the main act, and they were being heckled mercilessly and having things thrown at them by a couple of hundred hard core Maiden fans right at the front of the stage. Three or four songs in and they were going down like a turd sandwich at a buffet. At which point the singer who was about as old as my favourite socks, walked to the front of the stage, stared straight at the offending crowd, lifted the mic, and in a level voice said "F#ck you! I'm 19 years old and I'm up here supporting Iron Maiden, and any one of you f#ckers would give your right arm to be where I am now", at which point an almighty cheer erupted across the whole arena, the band started playing the next song and all the offending Maiden fans started moshing along. The rest of their set was absolutely brilliant! I've never before or since seen anyone turn a crowd like that. Absolutely legendary!

Sod it! I'm applying. YOUR NAME: Zod The Destroyer (stage name obviously. My real name is just Zod) YOUR BEST PHOTO (link): https://www.alamy.com/stock-photo-gurner-from-the-annual-world-gurning-festival-in-cumbria-uk-known-3936055.html?pv=1&stamp=2&imageid=D47B0987-6837-43C9-8FA5-A823F6AACF22&p=5913&n=0&orientation=0&pn=1&searchtype=0&IsFromSearch=1&srch=foo%3dbar%26st%3d0%26pn%3d1%26ps%3d100%26sortby%3d2%26resultview%3dsortbyPopular%26npgs%3d0%26qt%3dgurning%26qt_raw%3dgurning%26lic%3d3%26mr%3d0%26pr%3d0%26ot%3d0%26creative%3d%26ag%3d0%26hc%3d0%26pc%3d%26blackwhite%3d%26cutout%3d%26tbar%3d1%26et%3d0x000000000000000000000%26vp%3d0%26loc%3d0%26imgt%3d0%26dtfr%3d%26dtto%3d%26size%3d0xFF%26archive%3d1%26groupid%3d%26pseudoid%3d%26a%3d%26cdid%3d%26cdsrt%3d%26name%3d%26qn%3d%26apalib%3d%26apalic%3d%26lightbox%3d%26gname%3d%26gtype%3d%26xstx%3d0%26simid%3d%26saveQry%3d%26editorial%3d1%26nu%3d%26t%3d%26edoptin%3d%26customgeoip%3d%26cap%3d1%26cbstore%3d1%26vd%3d0%26lb%3d%26fi%3d2%26edrf%3d%26ispremium%3d1%26flip%3d0 PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE: I was in a band at school and we did a gig in the gym. YOUR LEVEL OF UNDERSTANDING OF THE MUSIC BUSINESS (strictly the business part) (1-10): 42 REASON FOR FAILURE OF YOUR PREVIOUS PROJECTS: Left school FAVORITE ROCK BAND: Guns N Roses FAVORITE METAL BAND: Guns N Roses FAVORITE ELECTRONIC BAND: Guns N Roses FAVORITE BASSIST: That dog off of Banana Splits DRIVING SKILLS (1-10): 11 COMMUNICATION SKILLS (1-10): Eh? So, When do I start?

I'm reading, lead singer/ guitarist rock God wannabe and only female member of the band are an item and an absolute nightmare to work with. Other members are expendable.

That's how I do it on a good day. 😂

I'm not sure this counts as my worst gig, as it was also my first, last, and only. So also I suppose that would also sadly make it my best. It was back at high school around '91 at the height of the Manchester music and indie scene. There were maybe half a dozen people in the whole school of maybe a couple of thousand students who were into the rock / metal scene, and 3 of those was our band, plus one older lad who could barely play a note but he was in the band because he had a van and a PA. Anyhow. We turn up to the gig, which was supposed to be several bands supporting a local "professional" band who were actually signed and making records. So we get there having absolutely no clue how a proper sound setup works having only every played through practice amps. But we figure it'll be OK because we'll get time to suss it out watching the other bands before we go on. I still to this day don't know what happened but someone just came up and said you're on first. So off I went onto the stage with my bass, shaking like a sh#tting dog with no idea what I was doing. It was then I realized I didn't even have a guitar lead to plug in, I just assumed one would be provided. So off I went hunting around until a member of another band lent me a lead which I swear was about 3 feet long. Now it might be worth mentioning at this point that our drummer was also the singer, so I was essentially the "front man" as I did a few backing vocals. So here I was. Chained to an amp with a three foot lead trying my best to lean forward enough to get somewhere near the mic. I must have looked like a bulldog at the end of a chain trying to gnaw on a slightly out of reach bone. Looking out across the hall full with a couple of hundred floppy curtain haired indi fans, (I swear all I could see was hair and noses) who had never heard anything heavier than The Charlatans, we launched into our first song, Metallica's Seek and Destroy. ..........nothing ..........absolutely nothing. It was like watching 200 rabbits in headlights. I swear no one even moved an inch. Song 2, Am I Evil, by the aforementioned Metallica, and I'm sure I see a couple of people shuffling and moving around, probably going to the toilet or getting ready to leave. Song 3. Enter Sandman. Luckily this was in quite heavy rotation on MTV at the time so at least a few people had heard it. Then a miracle happened. The whole place was jumping around and moshing. I swear I may have even seen a forehead or two. I walked off the stage after those three songs feeling like a rock God! We found out later the whole thing had been videod and to this day the guitarist, who's still a very good friend of mine still has a copy and occasionally reminds me by sending me snippets. It always makes me laugh and cringe in equal measure.

Aw shucks. I've never been called a hero before. Many, many other things, but never that 😄 Thanks for the kind words, but really I'm just lucky enough to be a survivor where so many aren't so lucky. Anyway, that's enough monopolizing the thread. Next! 😉

Thanks. It's extremely difficult to explain to someone who hasn't experienced it, whereas those who have will instantly recognize at least some of the traits in themselves. Luckily, and perhaps amazingly, through it all I somehow managed to keep my sense of humour. I'm sure that has saved my life on several occasions.

Ok let's have another crack at this in a less flippant manner. I was engaged at the age of 18, and had a mortgage at 19. By the age of 20, while most of my friends were out partying, going on holiday, buying flash cars etc, I was working upwards of 80 hours a week just to try and survive. My family had moved away from our home town so I had no support network. I was exhausted, severely depressed and just trying to survive. I didn't have time for playing, or even listening to music, and had long since sold all my equipment to pay bills and keep my car on the road just to get to work. Three years later this really came to a head when I split with my fiance, lost my house, and came very close to suicide, all at the ripe old age of 23. Now I'm 43. Extremely happily married for the last 10 years (actually been together for 17) and we've worked extremely hard to get where we are now against all the odds. Including a back injury which put me out of action for 2 years just when I was getting back on my feet, the loss of my second home as a knock on effect from that, more financial problems than I could list, and hardly surprisingly, given the situation, my own ongoing battle with depression. I finally got out of the rat race 3 years ago and moved to Bulgaria. We've just moved into our very own home after spending the past 3 years working our fingers to the bone renovating it. It's hard to explain how much this means as most people take a home for granted. But I've spent most of my life working 60+ hours a week just to pay someone else rent, and for a few years had to live in caravans and motor homes because I couldn't even afford to do that. Now we have a beautiful home that's all ours, no mortgage, no rent, and more importantly no one can take it away. I've just started playing bass again because it's the first time I've had the time to do it since I was 17. I'm not a great (or probably even good) player. I still don't have the money for flashy equipment, but to have the time and freedom to play again is just amazing. I've just started playing in a band for the first time since I left school. So while some people yearn after their youth. You can keep it, because for me everything after about 18 was a living hell. I'm happy to be in my 40's. In fact, I've literally never been happier.

Takes strap off. Bass remains in place. 😂

Definitely one of the better ones.

My main priority at 20 was surviving and keeping a roof over my head. No time for playing music because I was working 80 plus hours a week to try and keep the wolves from the door. I've spent most of my life in the same situation until about 3 years ago when at 40 I finally escaped the rat race. Which explains my username and the re kindled romance with the bass.

Couldn't sound much worse. 😂

I wish I was professional enough to watch the football while I'm playing. I'm too busy watching my fingers and thinking , this little piggy goes there, that little piggy goes there.......

If the demo video is anything to go by. That's almost 6 grand for something that sounds like a wet fart.

If you knocked off the last zero it would still be too expensive. 😂

If I had to pick an exact moment when I said enough is enough, the guitar scene was it. Cringe worthy.