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Came late to rock music. Father was a square dance caller. Started on guitar at 23, got a job at the local music store on Saturdays filling in for the late singer/songwriter Phil Sampson ("I Loved Them Every One") because if he gigged on Friday, he didn't like geting up early to come to the store the next day. Did minor repairs on guitars, basses, amps and sold/traded the same. (I was usually going to be hanging out there anyway.) My best friend played bass and I road crewed for his mid-80's band Paradox in the Lawton, OK area. Around 1997 he and I got with some folks and put together a rock band named Black Out with me on rhythm guitar. Got to open up for Luxx and Jason Bonham - was our biggest gig. That broke up in 2001, and we had a three piece named Lugg Nutz with me on guitar. That broke up and I concentrated on finishing my degree, One of the team members I had in a computer programming class named Berneal Fick was in a band called Sleeper, which was basically half of a fellow/rival band from back in the day named Vette/L.A. Zone - he roped me into running sound for them. The bass player, a great guy named Rick Stolp, was test driving a jet ski he was looking to purchase on Lake Lawtonka, had a heart attack, and died. SInce I owned a bass, I got a battlefield promotion to bass. In 14 lost my job at a military simulation center and relocated to my home town of Amarillo, where I ended up playing bass for a country band named Tule Creek and a rock band named Rock Bottom. That all fell apart about 5-6 years ago. Still with a couple of guys from Rock Bottom, trying to find a drummer and get back out there. COVID and kareoke have about killed live music. I am fighting a losing battle to keep it alive. Got 2 guitar half stacks, 3 bass amps, 3 basses, 4 guitars, a mackie 24 channel mixer hooked up to a power amp and a couple of little Peavey 1X12 PA speakers in the garage. A powered floor wedge and an unpowered one. Mikes, stands, cables - all the little things.

I don't need the pedal - if I win, go to the local music store, see who teaches lessons, and ask them for a recommendation who to give it to. DOn't let the music die. Fight against the darkness. When you are tired, upset, want to sell your stuff and quit - cowboy up. Nothing worthhwhile is easy. Fight the good fight. WHen you think you can't - KEEP FIGHTING!

When I can't go on for myself, I remeber my dead guitarist, Frank Dunshee, my dead drummer John Hurt, my dead friend Rick Stolp, my dead friend and mentor Phil Sampson - and then I go on for them. They died, but they wouldn't want the music to die.
 
I’ve been playing bass since I was about 8. In bars with a band by 15. My old man was a bass player. I always had a knack for picking out songs ( that’s the we we had to do it back then, totally by ear, no tabs or videos). I haven’t been in a working band since 2017 and have no use for this pedal so don’t pick me. And good on you for paying it forward.
 
I grew up wanting to play the accordion, because my mother had one and she could rock that thing hard.

I didn't start playing guitar until I was 18, and gear is like crack to me. I have a lot of things I don't need,
but it's fun to make weird noises and scare the neighborhood dogs.

My main goal is to have fun, and then maybe that fun turns into a cool song, or maybe not.
 
IHateRap said:
My cat died. Give me the pedal.
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Nah bro, my cat died like a week ago too.
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japetus said:
You named one of your chickens after a shitty japanese female gimmick wrestler?
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Woah Dude. Calm down.

Joshi rules.

All my chickens are named for wrestlers

Love all wrestling, especially Japanese.

Not a WWE guy.
 
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