well i was just thinking,
Yes! I AM BACK! I haven’t written a proper post in such a long time! Well lately my life has been pretty messy; I’ve been a bit more sloppy and Laissez-faire towards everything in general. I guess I don’t want to care, or so at least I say I don’t want to… this post know I have to do yet I have nothing to say. I have so many feelings bottled up so many things to say so much I want to tell the world yet my fingers just can’t depress the correct keys my brain cannot conjure up the appropriate words to describe the happiness, elation, agony, pain & grief that smite my soul.
*digression*
Yesterday, at church, my hands were trembling as I was playing wickie. This is the first time it has happened on wickie, I have tried to focus and strain my hands and arms but they were behaving like they weren’t mine!
Then I was reminded how God provided my dearest wickie, she’s on my stand at the moment I can see her just out of the corner of my eyes. Her beautiful faded flames on maple, strong burly neck made from ovangkol, slightly tarnished gold hardware, and the wristband that is wrapped around her head with the cross on it as if it was harnessing a tone monster for Jesus, friends who have played it think that she sounds fearsome, low and growly. Yet God dropped her onto my lap at a youth camp in 2007.
It was this camp that I first encountered wickie, but at that point of time she belonged to another friend. I was just going about my duties in this youth camp, and out of the blue I was asked to help a worship team play the bass! I wasn’t even prepared! I left giddy, my other bass at home! I wasn’t expecting to play so I left her at home! My first thought! I don’t have a bass to play! =( my friend, Manson, the person who sold me the bass eventually was generous and said well you can use mine! My first thought was “is he going to lend me some lousy banged up guitar?” he reached into what looked like a rockbag like the one i have at home, and pulled out a guitar with a single letter emblem like giddy! I awestruck! So nice! So beautiful! She had the same colour scheme as giddy only brighter, heavier and chunkier than giddy! By the way giddy have a cursive “V” for her emblem, wickie had a “W” made of a shiny material. During practice, I felt like wickie was such a hard guitar to play! She had one more string than giddy, her neck was fat and hard, I struggled. “PRAY!” something somewhere reminded me, so I did, I cannot remember what I prayed what I did. Practice for me went as bad as bad could get, I was discouraged. Time for worship came I played, Manson said I played way better than practice. I was encouraged. After service, I had a short conversation with Manson; I mentioned that I wanted to buy a new guitar! He asked if I was interested in a Warwick. I was stunned, I knew what a Warwick was at that time, but didn’t really know how one looked like or felt like. He told me the bass I just played was a Warwick, my jaw probably dropped. I told him I would ponder it over, a few months later he asked if I was serious about buying a new bass I told him yes he lent me he bass for almost a month, to try and practice it was the best bass my ears ever heard till I heard like the other more prolific basses recently. Then mummy generously sponsored half of wickie and I had wickie!
*end-of-digression*
I thought i should post a list of everything i want to buy in the near future!
- Backpack – same capacity or bigger than ChromeOren =)
- Monster Bass Cables
- Gator Semi Hardcase for Wickie
- Backup Bass – Yamaha BB/ Fender 24V – long term
- Tech 21 SansAmp Bass Driver DI
- EHX Bassballs just for fun
