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So I get a base, right?

An electric base.

A used silver G&L Climax base.

Here it is.

Yeah, I am holding this base right now, and the base is plugged

into a much heavier than I remember at amplifier sitting behind me right now. This is happening.

Turns out my uncle Roger knows a guy in Western Pennsylvania mining country, and this guy's got,

not a shed, but like a dinky little cottage of a

music store nestled into this lovely Pennsylvania hillside, this bucolic and mystical tableau.

Like, picture the beginning of the Hobbit. Picture Bilbo's house, but instead of being full of

Hobbit shit or whatever, now inside it looks like a

Sam Ash. And I walk into this magical cottage as a sucky, sullen, unremarkable, undemonstrative,

largely unloved post-teenage dufous. And I walk out of this cottage as very much still that guy, but now I've got an electric bass.

Now I can do this.

That's not me. Of course, that's the actual song first baseline i thought of just now ever

clears everything to everyone i decided to use the first baseline that popped into my head

just now no matter what. And I am satisfied.

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