More bass, Macca
Before the next poetry outburst, there's this.
For the last year I've been working seriously on my bass chops. More theory, more exercises, more basses (many bought, many more sold), more playing. Actually a lot more playing. I've cut back on telly and other distractions and keep picking the bass up to explore and fine tune.
Yesterday I allowed myself to feel that real progress was being made. Then I went to make sure my son was asleep. He wasn't. He was listening to The Beatles' Sgt. Peppers album and I walked in the room to the sound of 'It's getting better.' Hearing Paul's bass line made me feel I knew nothing.