1968, high school auditorium, some guys were talking about getting a band together and needed a bass player. I was not in the in crowd and quite shy but I spoke up and said, Hey, I can play bass (or at least I had always wanted to) They said, OK, but the guitar player doesn't have an amp yet, when it comes in, we'll let you know when we're getting together. Fine mess I got myself into! OK, I've played classical piano since I was four years old. Hearing and feeling bass came natural to me and always wanted to be able to punch out those incredibly cool lines. Trouble was, I had no bass and no amp (YIKES). Long and short of it was....I found a used Mayfair bass and a case for 35.00 (total)bass was too long for the case, cut off the top of the headstock. Pulled some money from my paper rout, bought one of those little Hamony amps. Put Midhight Hour on the record player and away I went. It simply just WORKED for me. Fingering made sense, attack, scales, everything. This drove my late father nuts as he had been a professional musician, toured with Billy Butterfield, had his master's degree in music, had his own little quartette. OK, cool. got into the band and played with them until '72. On to college, bought a used '61 Fender Jazz for 150.00 (later sold it for 1500.00) During summers off from college I returned to my home town and was able to play many gigs with my father's band. He said one evening before his gig, son, you're GOOD at that, bring it along and come to my gig (That night I read more charts than a first year medical resident!!!)
Fast forward to 1990 Bought my first Alembic but had been craving one since 1975 when I first saw Stanley Clark with Return to forever. The rest, as they way his history. I'll never own another bass other than Alembic.