BigAlonBass

No more stomach-churning from me, young Bigot. 'Bye.

Nope. Some of the opinions and argumentative natures of the odd Poster, do not make me want to engage with them. I've seen other people post "eloquent" replies, and it turns into a pile-on, where the sensible reply is immediately classed as being written by a far-right scumbag. I'd rather just leave quietly...

Would it be possible to get rid of the "Confused" Emoji, and insert a "Rolling Eyes" Emoji instead? Recently, some of the Comments on a few Threads have become sillier, or even more radical, and they deserve nothing less. (Don't recommend an "angry" Emoji. I don't want these posters to think they're annoying me. I simply want a way to express my opinion on their 'views').

Never mind...

Playing in a reformed NWOHM Band, getting a few gigs, having fun, but I was"going down for the third time" financially. Then we were booked to play Wacken (in Germany) but had to come up with the money for Flights, Accommodation etc., in a rather short time, so that was me out... Introduced them to a (rich) Bassist I knew, and he fitted like a Glove, so happiness reigned all round. Two weeks later, I wandered into the local Hostelry to find a 'Tibute Band' playing, and the Singer, who i'd known for years, asked if I could jump in for the 2nd Set, as their Bassist was spewing his guts out in the Bogs. (Food Poisoning). I said yes, jumped up and had a great time. Five days later, the Singer popped round my Abode, and asked if I was doing anything, because their Bassist had suddenly decided they were gigging too much for him. One swift Rehearsal, and I was on the road again, making a Mint, so it all turned out well in the end. Stayed with them until I had to retire...

PM sent.

Yet another example of a Drummer having bad timing...

I can't look at the pictures. There's a "Cookie Box" in front of them, and I don't understand German...

I spent an enjoyable couple of years in "Wishblowin' Ash", and we worked the North-East regularly. Bit of a niche Band, but the people who were into the original Band seemed to rather enjoy themselves at our Gigs.

"Burn" by a 'version' of Deep Purple. I think the annoying, exaggerated Mockney Accents stopped me being able to concentrate fully on the changes, and the stop/start construction of the song. (which seemed to follow NO discernible construct) I was so chuffed when Arthritis and Raynauds knocked on my door, and I had to retire, knowing I would never have to play it again...

I was the Lead Vocalis/Bassist for a Working Men's Club Band, playing nothing but 'sing-along' Covers. After five and a half years, we had a good following, playing to Full Houses five nights a week, with Agents falling over each other to Book us. Along came Paul Carrick (sp?) with his one-off rendition of "How Long". Guess who had to change their Band Name? The Band without expensive Solicitors, that's who. 🙄

Drove from the North-East to the South Coast, for a Gig at Butlins in Bognor Regis. Set up, quick soundcheck, then the curtains opened. We launched into our one and only Hit* and the Hall emptied... We had been booked as a Rock Band, but Butlitz had neglected to tell our Agent that it was a 70s Rock Night. Glittery wigs in abundance, along with outrageous outer wear, so we were neither expected nor welcome... (*FIST - Name, Rank and Serial Number*)

Played for over 50 years, and only needed a back-up twice in all that time. Happily, they were both "Big" Gigs, and I would have looked a right plum without another Bass to pick up in a hurry. (One string which destroyed itself, and "bird-nested" round the others, and one electronic breakdown.) I had made a Hanger from two Guitar Hangers and a strip of steel, welded together and held in place by the weight of my Amp, so both Basses hung down the sides of my Stack, and never got in the way.

Having a laugh with one of the Guitards.

No. Sorry.