Christmas gift receiving in this day and age is a sure sign of avarice. I'm sure long ago, kids didn't get $3,000 worth of presents on Christmas morning. Now, each black Friday I pull video of parents slugging other parents to grab the last copy of some random video game, iPod, computer, or whatever.
Parents go nuts during the holidays. Sometimes, the stress even gets to me and I don't have kids and limit my gift list considerably. Money is tight for everyone these days and there's no point in spending the mortgage payment on a dozen sweaters that no one wants -- or needs.
Still, I'd be lying if I said there wasn't one gift I hope is sitting under my tree on Christmas morning: an electric bass.
A beautiful, new electric bass (with amp, of course). If I was being completely impractical, I'd ask for a Nikki Sixx Epiphone Blackbird. A little more practical (but not much) and I'd ask for an Epiphone Gothic bass just like my friend Mikki Twist plays.
I'm sure I'll end up with one of those "starter kits" that include the bass, amp, pics, extra strings, case, etc. I mean, I don't even know how to hold a bass, let alone play.
Still, if I don't get a bass soon...I'll die. That's how big this obssesion has grown. If you've read just one of the many album reviews I've posted, then you know I always judge production by the sound of the bass. Rhythm gives music meaning...I want to create some meaning of my own.
Now, here's my completely unrealistic fantasy: I learn to play my (Nikki Sixx endorsed) bass and someday I get pulled on stage to play the opening of Dr. Feelgood with Motley Crue.
Now, my friends, that would be GLAM.
Here's the alternate version of the "Dr. Feelgood" video, from the Motley Crue album of the same name.