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  1. 4 hours ago, Cicero said:

    That he is me 😛

    And, yes, I am plugged in, but it's a crappy phone recording.

    It's quite audible on speakers/headphones, however.

    Ha ha... sorry Cicero... the He is a She. I’ll stick me headphones on👍

  2. 21 hours ago, stewblack said:

    Thanks for all the advice. I tried everything suggested but the thing seems dead with no clear cause. As a temporary fix I've put in a 15" speaker I had doing nothing and it sounds pretty darned good. Was considerably heavier than the one I took out too. Don't know if that's significant..

    If that solves the problem then I'm content. If it's just a temporary solution until I find a better replacement so be it.

    Really appreciate the time you guys have taken to help me out.

    That sounds exactly the same as my old trace Elliot 1x15 combo when it got dropped, it knocked the  coil out of line apparently, a new driver was required 

  3. 21 hours ago, PTB said:

    I've enjoyed reading through these.  I'll share one of mine with you.

    There was a singer, about 15 years older than the rest of us, who came to audition for our pub r'n'b band around 2001.  He clearly couldn't pitch a note  - he was as flat as a pancake - and by the end of verse 1, we were all rolling our eyes and trying hold back the sniggering. We moved into the chorus and at the end of it, he went for the final high note throwing his head forwards.  With that, his teeth flew out across the room, hit the floor and slid under the drum kit.  He looked aghast and shouted "Guitar solo!" and dived down between the kick drum and floor tom.  Eventually, he shuffled backwards, stood up and held his false choppers up to the light.  He blew the filth and fag ash off them and popped them back in.  

    He was just about to sing the next verse when he realised we were all rolling around in hysterics...........

    A week later, he e-mailed us and asked for feedback on his efforts.  

     

     

    Did he get the job?

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  4. On 21/09/2018 at 13:31, discreet said:

    I don't even let family life get in the way of my playing. Feck 'em! They swan around doing exactly what they want to do, so why should I stay at home pretending to be a responsible father/partner/householder? :D It's always been the same for me, I'm not really happy unless I'm playing the bass and anything else is just annoying crap to be got out of the way as quickly as possible so I can play the bass.*

    *Posting threads about playing the bass on a forum and looking at basses for sale on the internet is also valid. :P

    Can I just interrupt this post and say “ don’t buy any wheels from this man” !!! 😉

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  5. 4 hours ago, Frank Blank said:

    I drove a band (who shall remain nameless) to their first European gig at the Paradiso in Amsterdam. Having set up and soundchecked I gave the band the usual warning (that probably doesn’t apply these days) about being wary of the higher quality weed there than back in Blighty and said I’d meet them back at the venue before on stage time. I get back only to find the drummer has a) over indulged in said weed and b) managed to bring a very old bottle of Kaolin and Morphine with him. Now Kaolin and Morphine, if left alone for many years, will separate out and the clear liquid at the top is (I’m led to believe) the morphine. Apparently the drummer had ‘had a swig or two’ of this clear liquid and was now on a sofa in the dressing room and in a deep sleep. I managed to get him sitting upright and conscious (barely) but his reactions and responses were massively impaired, as if he were in slow motion. At this point I realised I was going to have to be the drummist for this gig, I had a general idea of how all the songs went but lacked the knowledge of the finer points, but it was a punk band, how many finer points could there be? Anyway I did the gig and it was ok, I just hit everything hard and started and stopped in the right places. The next day on the way home the drummer finally regained his senses somewhere near Ghent, he thought we were still on the way to the gig and was actually quite angry that I’d taken his place. I pulled over at a rest point and dragged him out of the van. Held up against a tree by his throat being assured he would be left there if he carried on seemed to restore a modicum of democracy to the proceedings although he did kick off again when he realised I got paid his cut. I’d like to say it was a good lesson not to over indulge but if it was then it went unheeded, this behaviour continued and eventually he was kicked out. Little did I know that this lesson in dealing with idiots in bands was just a taster of what was to come!

    Name the band go on!! Just type it small and no one will notice.

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