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Good stuff Mr. Haley. Your vocals are sounding the best I've heard them so far. Oddly enough, one of your lead guitar figures made me think of trumpet. (not a bad thing by any means)

Tell your bass player (and yourself) to send me a friend request on FB (Michael Peirce) where I recently shared the story of my Rickenbacker bass that I had when I was overseas. Looked just like the one your bass man was playing.

cheers
Talbot

Here's that bass story. (It just dawned on me I could cut and paste it)
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Speaking of bass guitars...I've owned some sweethearts. I had to abandon one when I left Africa, a wonderful Rickenbacker... Here's that story, another excerpt from "African Days, Hollywood Nights:"

The Rickenbacker bass.

I'd completed First Phase (boot camp) and had money in my pocket. And free time!

Next day I played the tourist, it had been all soldier stuff up until then so I took my time and enjoyed a lengthy stroll through downtown Salisbury / Harare. I looked at this and that, bought a book, and cheerfully greeted all I encountered.

It was a charming and well maintained city, not as modern as US cities but without looking retro. I liked it a lot. I enjoyed the architecture, sort of trendy small town in the city, always tasteful.

Surprisingly, given the war, I found Salisbury to be a lot safer than Los Angeles. Folks tended to be polite for the most part; black or white, those people impressed the heck out of me.

Thanks to misguided UN sanctions you never really knew what you might find in a store, a restaurant or a chemist’s. The Rhodesians were inventive and commerce driven in a focused but good natured sort of way. It sometimes reminded me of a first world country with an undercurrent of the flea markets or gun shows back home in Georgia.

For some reason I poked my nose inside an auto parts store.

A loud voice greeted me in a vaguely Scottish sort of way, “Come on in laddie, I can tell you have just what I need, which is money. Just as I can tell that I have exactly what you need, which is, what by the way? If you don’t mind me askin’?”

I wasn’t paying him any mind, I was totally focused on the beautiful Rickenbacker bass guitar in the corner. The one with the 120.00 price tag, which was roughly 160.00 US. It was like buying a Cadillac for a hundred bucks.

It had a perfect scarlet finish and that long wonderful Rickenbacker neck. I couldn’t breathe…and for once in my life, I had money, and I was sober. Admittedly it was money I had been planing to save for emergencies or something…but this seemed very much like an emergency to me.

The scoundrel nodded wisely and said, “I knew you had a head for value when you walked in…”

I didn’t get to play very often in Rhodesia but when I did, I played one the finest bass guitars I’ve ever owned. The one I bought in an auto parts store.

Most impressive Mr Haley.
I didn't know a fender guitar could sound that good.
You also have a good voice... Not bad for a live gig in a tough setting. Most impressive!!!!

That stage area is 10x10 getting 4 musicians on there is hard. That is a tough gig but it pays well. Thanks for the compliments.

You were rocking it, baby!


At least you have the memories.

In the words of Arnold "I'll Be Back"

Sounds great Jeff, keep on rockin!