William Shakespeare

[quote name='lettsguitars' timestamp='1359038593' post='1948848'] Do not be afraid of truss rods [/quote] Heed this advice, all humbled on your knees Yield not thy neck To fortune's yoke, but let thy truss rod Still ride in triumph over all mischance

[quote name='jaydentaku' timestamp='1358771891' post='1944630'] hello nut job. welcome. [/quote] Dost thou bite your thumb at me sir? [quote name='bluejay' timestamp='1358853091' post='1945929'] Sir, I believe that we have already exchanged pleasantries in the Status Updates section - however, allow me to repeat my welcome to you. I was talking to my Florentine friend Dante Alighieri the other day, and he is sending you his regards too. He's not a member on here yet, as he's still struggling with the signup process, but I understand he is going to give it another go when he's done proof-reading the Inferno. [/quote] Infernos are a distant vision in this frost-glazed town With the white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet bluejay, O, how it sings! Doth set my mind to blissful slumber [quote name='jezzaboy' timestamp='1358858618' post='1946060'] Hello Sir William!! Or in Glasweigan..........Awright there Big Wully!!! This reminds me of that scientific report that statted that if you gave 10 monkees bass guitars and enough time, they could write a Victor Wooten solo album. Or words to that effect. [/quote] Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Wooten's bass lute, the chief of music, makes; And I in deep delight am chiefly drown'd Whenas himself to double thumbing he betakes

[quote name='Skol303' timestamp='1358781213' post='1944846'] I like your style! And welcome to Basschat. [/quote] Those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts, And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak

It gives me amazement great as my content To behold these wonderous mixes. O my soul's joy! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death! My vote is cast, but detracteth not this from the valiant talents of the entirety of these noble creatures

Good morrow, most fine noble bass brethren, permit me this small foreward Which shall be well winged with my chiefest horse. I didst chance upon this most wonderous place whilst searching for to purchase a five-string bass lute And find great humour and comradeship in this group Varying from most humble squire, to wisened sage, to mad mustachio purple-hued maltworms! Mine own youthful folly was to pluck contrabass in consort within a band of William Byrd tribute minstrels. The rum group of minstrels didst surplus the mead 'till they're craniums would strike the very dais itself! I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. I come, in kindness and unfeigned love. William