Jackroadkill

Brooklyn. Bensonhoist Lesbian Choir.

I lost interest at "jazz", I'm afraid.

Aye, that 'e do, but beggorah she'm a biggun!

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't out-macho this beast.

OP, you're asking the wrong question; really you should be finding out which is the best 4-string for metal.

I've played (and shot) in the White Horse plenty of times, and I know that scenario... What is it with young farmers and Summer of '69, for Christ's suffering sake?! Who wants to hear the music their parents were conceived to during a knee trembler at the barn dance in Chapel Lawn, after all?

Years ago I worked in a music shop and really wanted a Fernandes Ravelle baritone, of which there were none in the country. The rep for the distributors (a grand chap who couldn't do enough to help, by the way) said that he'd see what he could do and a few days later rang me to tell me that he'd found one in a shop that he dealt with and they'd send it to me. Great, I thought, and sent him the money for it. Two days later a courier arrives holding an unpadded gig bag which contained most of a Revelle baritone, minus things like the nice padded gig bag it was supposed to have, the pickups it had been born with (these had been replaced with no-name cheapies and the pre-amp bypassed), one string and a few chunks of paint. To make up for these shortfalls there was a thick layer of dust, a covering of fingerprints and the smell of KFC. I've seen things recovered from shipwrecks that looked in better nick. It went back, to the mortification of both the rep and myself, and I've still never owned one.

Horrible; god-awful seventies trash. Kate, on the other hand, is lovely.

It's been privatised and is now more of a vermicelli diversion, at least until you turn off for the A38, where it becomes a fusilli sets of roadworks and a rail-replacement G&L bus service to Gloucester Road in Briz.

Yeah, right!

I've never played the song either; long may that state of affairs continue. Bloated, self-important and uninspiring, in my view.

I'm currently trying to figure out a polite way to tell the rest of the band that I'd rather sandpaper my nipples than play Wayward Son.

An audience member once asked if I wanted to go horizontal jogging with his missus whilst he watched; does that count?

I knew someone would mention that one! No, it was usually for stuff like Yellow Submarine, oddly.

I used to roadie for a Stones tribute band, and the amount of times we were asked for Beatles songs was ridiculous.

I played a five-string today for the first time since 1999 and didn't enjoy the experience one bit.

Yes, that's what I meant. Effectively two speakers, each in their own enclosure, a baffle between them and a port in each enclosure, only the wiring being common. Sorry for the brevity of my question above - I posted it on the sly whilst in work.

Weirdly, I read this myself only last night in Schilling's "Me and a guy Named Elvis".

Could this be done with a rectangular box with an internal baffle and two ports of the original size?

"Don't tell Oi, Tell Ee", presumably.

Or they just don't fancy it? I find slap a bit like jazz - it takes a lot of skill to do it properly and while I'm impressed with the dedication and persistence it takes to learn the skills, the end result doesn't float my boat.

Series II?

Water here, too. Maybe Lucozade if I'm feeling especially louche.

I wear mine all the time and am constantly having to adjust them on my face whilst playing, which is annoying, but I can't see much without them. I could also stay still, I suppose, but I enjoy bouncing around a bit.

MCR are (were?) shite, but that colour is superb.