Almost as important as teaching your child a musical instrument is filling them with the cynicism and despair required to play great rock n’ roll.
Flea has never been an attractive man…
This guy doesn’t give a fuck what happens while playing bass? Need to drive
to the store? Fuck that, still playing bass. Find myself on an obstacle
course on the way to DQ? Fuck THAT, still playing bass. Up on two wheels
like the fuckin’ Duke boys? FUCK THAT, gonna stand up on the transmission
hump and play some fuckin’ monster goddamned bass.
Thanks to redditor nschneider92
for posting where I could see
Bass players make up a significant percentage of people whose stage persona is “Ready for an Apocalypse to Begin”.
Donald “Duck” Dunn was the bad motherf*cker. RIP (more than a little overdue).
that70shope returns with another photo, this one of David “Junior’ Ellefson from Megadeth.
Junior’s face portrays one of the great mysteries of rock bass: is that man way too serious or does he have to take a dump?
Hey gang, Brother Allen here. Just wanted to talk to you for a while, maybe
spread some of that Good News around. Y’know for a while I was really in
the clutches of that ol’ demon meister who lives beneath our boots. Went
through some dark times. Sold my shoes, ate squirrels. Did some things I’m
not proud of. Things I didn’t think I’d ever do, much less do while a small
crowd is watching and filming and setting up professional light and sound
equipment and taking occasional smoke breaks and gettin’ a danish at the
craft services table. But I’m not here to judge anyone’s path. I’m here in
the now. In the light. I’ve got this sweet 5-string bass, and I think
everything is going to be alright. I’ll be over here smiling.