No, I’m not unhappy – quite the opposite, actually :-). Today I picked up a very old friend. I see this friend every day, but haven’t spent any one-on-one time with the ol’ pal in years.
I am, of course, talking about my bass guitar.
(Ya know? As a frequent peruser of the internet [peruser isn’t a word? okay, how about “one who peruses the internet”], I see this kind of lead in all of the time. I know this isn’t the first time that I’ve used such a bait-and-switch tactic of setting up something that turns out to be what you’re not expecting it to be, but shouldn’t I try to do better? I mean, don’t YOU see this all of the time, yourself? Of course, if you’re not a frequent “one who peruses the internet,” than you may not be as familiar with this now-not-so-hilarious tactic. So, as I was saying…)
Back in the middle of high school, I took up the electric bass. I had lessons, the whole shebang, and I frequently played along with songs and occasionally with friends. I wasn’t a bass playing master, but I really enjoyed it. Flash forward, and I bought myself a semi-hollow body guitar a few years ago, with the intention of teaching myself to play. I made a deal with myself that since the frets and strings of a guitar are so much smaller than that of a bass, that I wouldn’t pick my bass back up until I’d become fairly proficient with the guitar… so as to force my fingers to learn navigating the smaller neck better.
I still haven’t reached that point.
A recent turn of events (can’t say anything for a little while, so don’t ask), led me to dust off my old bass today, in spite of my personal arrangement to learn the guitar first. After it was cleaned, I tuned ‘er up, plugged in my amp, and played the first notes on it that I’d played in years. I was rusty as the devil’s toenail (let me know how that works, if you figure it out), but it didn’t take long to get back into it. The worst obstacle was getting my fingers to remember stretching again. The bass frets are much, MUCH farther apart than those on a guitar, and so that caused for quite a few doubled up notes. After a little warm up session, I put on my headphones, and just like I used to, jammed along with some great songs – a little Muse, some Hendrix, Beatles, etc.. Like I said, I wasn’t that amazing to begin with, and I’m still not even up to THAT level again yet… but I’m having fun.
I love playing the piano, and I do enjoy playing the guitar, but after picking up the bass again today I certainly can’t deny the fact that if I’m playing with a group of people there is only one thing I want to be playing – my ol’ friend the bass guitar.