OK....it looks like your practice room is a portal to Hell!
and they're baaaaackkkkkkkkkk!
the usual evening activity - got good and baked, started going thru the fretless set at pretty good volume. halfway thru "the red telephone" by love, i look down at the neck and the high register LEDs are flickering back to life. palyed for about another half hour while they came and went. kinda like watching sleeping beauty awaken while i tickle her neck.
best is can think of is now that the soggy spring weather has finally departed the mile high for a day or so, all my necks are starting to dry out and contract. the bass was about 1/2 step flat when i tuned up and i can tell it's another dry day from being unplayable without me tweaking the truss rods and jacking with the confounded bridge. again. and again.
the SII has been acting hinky so i'm pretty sure its truss rods are next. almost afraid to look at the essence. it's prbably ready to take out bow hunting by now.
so maybe i gotta put up with a half-lit neck in the spring, hte rest of the year it's all good? could be worse i suppose. gonna hafta meditate on this awhile. the sun's setting. the hot tub and vape pen calleth. letcha know how it goes. later. probably. i dunno..
