tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post115900128100979502..comments2023-12-28T21:22:10.935-07:00Comments on Jill Outside: Bluegrass 101Jill Homerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02983065990450931943noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-13430593030544190312010-05-16T16:29:22.689-06:002010-05-16T16:29:22.689-06:00I don't understand why people don't enjoy ...I don't understand why people don't enjoy the bass more, I'm a Junior in High School in Alaska, and I've played the bass in many of the bluegrass bands the writer talks about, it's great! :DUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03552683386851172021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-1159374879854715492006-09-27T10:34:00.000-06:002006-09-27T10:34:00.000-06:00I had to play the upright bass in college, because...I had to play the upright bass in college, because the electric bass was not considered a legitimate instrument. I was older and wasn't embarrassed about it, but it was like transporting a canoe around with you! And because of this, I left it in the locker at school a lot. And because of this, I could never make a pleasant sound out of it. And because of this, I ditched orchestra a lot... Thankfully I was allowed to play electric bass in the jazz band, which I really enjoyed. If I remember correctly though, you could take the peg out of the bottom of the bass and replace it with a wheeled peg, making it easier to get it to my pickup truck in the rare event that I took it home to practice.Jeff Moserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13198489612535782394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-1159298123684651392006-09-26T13:15:00.000-06:002006-09-26T13:15:00.000-06:00I'd be able to pee in a public urinal...I'd be able to pee in a public urinal...Nathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00976115708153565323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-1159043297895154492006-09-23T14:28:00.000-06:002006-09-23T14:28:00.000-06:00I love the image of you sprinting with the bass ov...I love the image of you sprinting with the bass over your head...while in the midst of 7th grade angst. <BR/><BR/>NERDS UNITE!<BR/><BR/>Luckily, my dad found me a used flute....The Old Baghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08102309231670261719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-1159032061094064472006-09-23T11:21:00.000-06:002006-09-23T11:21:00.000-06:00Life is a strange and wonderfull thing. Great post...Life is a strange and wonderfull thing. Great post.Tim Wisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16616793112715975581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-1159026551326438502006-09-23T09:49:00.000-06:002006-09-23T09:49:00.000-06:00it's never too late....peace out, yo!it's never too late....<BR/><BR/>peace out, yo!bluecolnagohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09134285478201494323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18615538.post-1159007015395296832006-09-23T04:23:00.000-06:002006-09-23T04:23:00.000-06:00I used to play the violin. No, let's re-phrase tha...I used to play the violin. <BR/><BR/>No, let's re-phrase that............<BR/><BR/>I held the violin under my chin and tortured my music teacher with it.The Donut Guyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09824654137428116697noreply@blogger.com