Beedster

I'll eat my own underpants if that sells for less than £350

I'm hoping to buy a high quality DB in the very near future, which means once again I'll have the joys of trying to house two of them! There seem to be a few guys on here with more than one DB and I was wondering what the general consensus was on the degree to which speaking length and neck type (Eb versus D stops) should be close or identical across instruments. Specifically, as I'm hoping to play my old one a 'rougher' gigs (which of course we don't really get in Canterbury), whilst using the newbie for recording and better gigs, i want to be able to switch between the two fairly easily. The bass I'm looking at has the same neck stop (Eb) but has almost two inches longer speaking length than my current instrument. I went to a few TB threads to investigate, but whilst they started well, they seemed to descend into arguments about whether members were using the search engine appropriately, so I didn't dare post there and am hoping for more luck here

[quote name='Clarky' timestamp='1330887552' post='1564416'] Thanks Chris. I just popped round to Jack's and got my old one back. Now which end do you hold? [/quote] Do they have ends?

Could have sent you a freebie had I seen this about an hour ago mate

There's something rather elegant about holding the Yorkshire Bass in Canterbury

Possible that the original wires were replaced (they tend to get shorter and shorter as they go from bass to bass), but i'd want to see pics of the underside to see for myself.

[quote name='sarah thomas' timestamp='1330680089' post='1561328'] And one woman with her double bass. [/quote] No, I think she's be quite glad to have another lady to talk to

I'd love to see Mrs Beedster's face when 47 blokes and their doubles basses turn up for tea

Thinking about this, I could easily set something up in Canterbury, in Medway, or possibly in Surrey (M25-land/M3-corridor) but any further afield I'd require help.

In all seriousness i could easily set something up in Canterbury, in Medway, or possibly in Surrey (M25-land) but any further afield I'd require help. I'll post this in the other thread or it could get messy

[quote name='bassace' timestamp='1330623230' post='1560645'] I couldn't get to the bash because I'm with the band transport and won't be up there until just before gig time. There was a bash at Northampton some time ago in a convenient hotel with a large car park. Bit more central. Any interest in that? At least it's closer to Canterbury. [/quote] I think anywhere between Milton Keynes and Northampton is a reasonable north/south compromise. Whilst it might look a bit to the south on a map of the UK, it mustn't be forgotten that to get there many of us poor southerners have to negotiate the M25

Thief

Right, I'm going to host a southern bash on the same day and we'll see who does it better

[quote name='Mr Bassman' timestamp='1330620708' post='1560558'] How about a Northern upright bash on Saturday 7th April Bassace has a gig that night in Boston Spa, it's just off the A1 near Wetherby. I could have a word with the venue or find another maybe in Harrogate Sorry to hijack Chris' thread, I'll start a new topic. [/quote] Stop, thief!

[quote name='fatback' timestamp='1330617828' post='1560491'] Gotta be better than here. Maybe half a dozen players in a hundred miles around and no db shops. [/quote] Sounds familiar.... FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Aye, very passable, that, very passable bit of risotto. SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: Nothing like a good glass of Château de Chasselas, eh, Josiah? THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: You're right there, Obadiah. FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Who'd have thought thirty year ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Château de Chasselas, eh? FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o' tea. SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: A cup o' cold tea. FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Without milk or sugar. THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Or tea. FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: In a cracked cup, an' all. FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper. SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth. THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor. FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Because we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness, son". FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Aye, 'e was right. FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Aye, 'e was. FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: I was happier then and I had nothin'. We used to live in this tiny old house with great big holes in the roof. SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: House! You were lucky to live in a house! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, 'alf the floor was missing, and we were all 'uddled together in one corner for fear of falling. THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Eh, you were lucky to have a room! We used to have to live in t' corridor! FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Oh, we used to dream of livin' in a corridor! Would ha' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woke up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House? Huh. FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Well, when I say 'house' it was only a hole in the ground covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us. SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: We were evicted from our 'ole in the ground; we 'ad to go and live in a lake. THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: You were lucky to have a lake! There were a hundred and fifty of us living in t' shoebox in t' middle o' road. FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: Cardboard box? THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Aye. FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt. SECOND YORKSHIREMAN: Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky! THIRD YORKSHIREMAN: Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife. FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah. FIRST YORKSHIREMAN: And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they won't believe you. ALL: They won't!

And we'll need a venue that ain't too precious about it's floor