I dreamed last night that I was helping my friend Daniel and his fiancee, Sunshine (Yes, I do have a friend whose fiancee is named Sunshine) record an album. I went to their house and they showed me all the instruments (I think Daniel was on drums and Sunshine was singing) they had picked out for me - a folk harp, a cello, and an electric bass. I swung the bow over the cello and said, "Well, I don't play cello very well..." and decided to try the harp. It was old, and the strings needed some work. I plucked a few notes and as the dust settled, I decided to try the bass, which was unlike any bass I've seen, but I knew it was a bass. I swung it up into my arms and played a note...
...and it was like I'd found my long-lost twin. I instantly started reading the music and playing 'Come Thou Fount' and really...it sounded pretty good. I mean, I was rocking that hymn OUT.
It was nice to be able to pick something up and just play it and have it sound that good and edgy from the get go. It was an awesome grey, too...so dark it looked black, but when the light hit it, you could see the grey shining and it was gorgeous. Like a dark pewter.
...maybe I should find myself a bass.
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