Impermanece

 
About two years ago, maybe more , I was asked to play at a cafe called Snafkin by my Kyudo sempai. He was going to do a Shakuahchi concert there and wanted me to play bass with him and another Sempai. It was fun. I went by the club on my own before and met the owner. Very very nice people. The wife spoke English, the husband, the master ( Japanese term for the club owner ) only spoke a little. Both also played music, he guitar, sax, a little this and that. She played piano, both also sang. It was a comfortable place. 
 
From time to time I would go by on my own for lunch or something. I became somewhat of a regular. I met a lot of nice people through there. Also some people outside of there who knew about the place. Whenever I went by I was asked to play and or sit in for a session. It was nice. 
 
The cafe was right next to the bay, you could sit and eat and watch the bay. There were a lot of instruments there you could play while visiting. I got to know some nice people and good musicians there and through there. My picture was placed on the wall. The owner’s wife knew I was not a meat eater, so would fix me something special when I came by to eat. Soon I could just ask for the Fuu special. She and I at times did a song together, like Summer time. She would sing in Japanese and play piano, I would sing in English.
 
I was in a couple of concerts they put on, which also helped me meet people. At the last concert I did for them I was shocked to see the master in a wheel chair. He had had some type of head operation earlier that year or there about, but had recovered. So it was shocking to see him in a wheel chair. I got more details at that time, but still thought it was only temporary. 
 
I do not have enough words to express the feeling of comfort the cafe gave to people who went there. I could go eat and practice on something, sometimes the master would help me with a Japanese song I wanted to know. The last outdoor concert he sat in with my group playing guitar even though in a wheel chair. Over the last couple years the shows I did without the Matsuo Blues band were mostly all from the contact I made with the percussionist I met at one of the cafe’s concerts. It really gave me the confidence to be out there on my own again and do something besides just play bass.
 
A friend from working at Aoki Boat school, also a musician and a regular at the Snafkin club sent me a Facebook message which was posted by the master on Facebook. I had seen it when posted, but did not pay much attention to it as it was in Japanese. She sent it to me directly, so I had it translated thinking it must be important. It was saying the cafe was now closed do to the illness of the master. He condition was non-reversible ! I was shocked. It also said please come by if able.
 
I responded to her and said I would visit. As did many just today (that day). My friend was there early and left and I did not get to see her. I was the last to show up. The wife said that was good as it was so busy earlier and crowded, my timing was good as I could spend some time with the master.
 
He was in good spirits and pleased to see me. As other had said his face was peaceful and he looked good even though he could not get out of bed and only had the use on one arm left operational. He was in the cafe , facing the picture glass window looking out over the sea. We spoke for a bit in Japanese and through his wife in English. She was smiling and being strong but fighting back tears as we talked, as I am while I write this. It was sad yet we all had to show a strong face as did the master.
 
I told the master how thankful I was to have made contacts through him and the club of the people who came there. This was a common statement by all that came I was told as well as what I read on-line. It is a blessing to know you made and difference in people’s lives and to be told that while living. She said they had planned to keep the cafe for 10 years, they made it for 5.5 yrs. There are other cafe’s around but this was unique.
 
So weird to say goodbye to people, you know are soon leaving this world, and yet a treasure, a blessing for both self and them at the same time. Arigatou Master. Amitoufo . _/|\_
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Sound steps


Sound steps in MusicWorld,

 
It has been a busy couple of weeks. I was in a concert last week at the community center in the next township. I did a solo well mostly solo, I wrote about this already right?
I was just invited to perform at another show in Dec at the marina where I work sometimes. I am not sure if I should try to put a small band together or just go solo with the percussionist. Hmmmm, I have some time to think…some time.
 
I finished my latest song with Shakuhachi. A tune called Tamoko. It was somewhat difficult, at least parts of it were. I am fairly comfortable playing it now. It is my favorite now. So I have two full Honkyoko songs now under my belt from my Sensei after 2.5 yrs of study. I also have the song from the other group, a Komuso tune. So that is really three Honkyoko songs. Honkyoku songs are traditional Shakuhachi songs. It is good timing on cutting back now to one class a month. I have the basics. I can develop details now as I go along and practice. Also with the other group, the 2.5 flutes I will still be learning so really it is still lessons twice a month when I am able to attend there is not pressure. 
 
I had my second Shakuhachi recital yesterday at the community center again in the next township. It was a fairly good turnout considering the limited interest in Shakuhachi music. There was koto and guitar accompaniment for some of the players. I only had me. I did ok, no mistakes so yeah, that was a cool thing, sensei was pleased. After the recital we the student and sensei went to dinner. Sensei and I did a quick stop at a music shop before dinner. That was interesting. The shop does repairs to shamisens. Nice to know, i have wanted to get a replacement shamisen for the one lost with the boat, but the cost has been the hurdle. I have seen ones that are broken, the skin, going for cheap. However I had no idea where to have the cover replaced, now I know. They use real animal skin to replace 😦 . Cat and something else. Cat cost the most. That made me sad , not the cost but the use of the Cat skin still. 
 
From there we went to dinner. I was somewhat concerned that I would not have much to eat, bummer for my 50.00 payment. However it worked out ok. I had indian curry for lunch because I did not know what to expect. However it was all good, I had some sashimi, salmon pot pie, veggie tempura, miso soup. There was to be as much as you can drink , drinks, but, my chuhai was weak, mostly sweet, got zero buzz. Sigh. Anyway. The whole thing with me going was to talk with my Shakuhachi Sempai. He is on staff at the Kokokuji temple, a priest and leader of some type for the Komuso. He gave me some background on the kokokuji temple and shakuhachi. He said a license is needed for Komuso, unless I am with an already licensed player. He also said , yearly dues are not bad , but the two Kimonos required are expensive. He said he did not recommend my joining, which was not difficult. However because of the kimono cost I would/maybe better off just going around with my friend. The komuso gear for the Kyoto temple and the wakayama temple are different. He said there is a call and answer tune Komuso play when they encounter another, this tells if they are real or not. So the small chat was interesting and helpful. I will see how things develop with the group I am with now in Osaka, if it falls a part or gets too weird I can join the Kokokuji group now that I have a connection.
 
I have been invited to do a couple of shows as a bass player for some visiting harp players from out-of-town. One show is next month, the other in January. This is the club I went to a few weeks ago with the Doctor. The one where he asks me to play with him in a talent show, then has me do the singing on songs he picked at the last moment. He did one and messed up! Yeah, so it was good I went anyway, I got this connection with the club owner from that trip. I had told the owner I was looking for a band, if he knew of any looking for my skills. He came through. Hopefully this will lead to other things. So far my group playing has been a disappointment. So I have three music projects on going. 1. blues Band, 2. Solo act, 3. Shakuhachi. The shakuhachi project is a mixed bag, Buddhist and traditional songs so far. I want to at some point bring the shakuhachi into the blues field, but I need a “modern” tuned Shakuhachi for that. I have not gotten that as yet. Finding one I can afford may take some time. Sensei did not like the one I purchased from NY. So my quest continues. I may not consult sensei on the next one, if my Sempai from the local Shakuhachi group can make one for me, reasonable.
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Rain Falls, Kaze Blows

 Typhoon 24

The rain had started, as promised, the Typhoon is here. It has been raining steady all day. Not the little wimpy rain that you can not hear. This has been serious rainfall. I have enjoyed it. The rain, I always find calming when I am inside dry and warm. I have to add that since I have been out in Typhoons, on the water, soaked to the bone!, NO NO NO fun!

I digress…

The rain has been steady all day. I have been inside, lazy in some ways. Listening, remembering other places and times. Mostly playing my Shakuhachis, watching Zato-ichi and listening to the rain. I has been nice. The storm will be past in time for me to go to work tomorrow, Good, we need the money… sad, because I do not like the work. I do not hate it, but I do not like it. I am grateful for it though without question. Things are very slow at the boatyard, I am totally only on call for work. Having the silver center job is a blessing. That will be ending for the winter soon, then it will be ready tight. I am already making cut back on my travel and expensives. The unpleasant part of riding the life waves, with no money.

Things are tight, but we live simple and can live simpler when need to. Things would even more challenging if we were in the States. I think about that sometimes, sometimes too much. All that was lost to get here, and the real life that is here not the facebook one. 4.5 yrs into this, I still feel it is good (better) to be in Japan. Even mission-less. Yet, being the mission is to find the mission, or understand the mission. I am not mission-less, I am being empty, receptive, but not a void. Perhaps the Kyudo term of “Tsumeai” – Uniting the firming points of the body, is a better analogy…or wu wei…or just tripp’n.

Anyway just rainy day thoughts between the notes and the drops…

Rainy Day Music

 

The rain had started. It had been cloudy and showery the last few days. Sort of like it was the rainy season starting instead of being autumn. The rain had started for the day was the report. Later that night it would get ugly with another Typhoon arriving. I had to do some make shifting for coming up with a cover for my musical equipment in the rain. I am glad I picked up a good handcart recently, that was a big help. I rigged up a cover from a old bike cover I was using on the makiwara. I used a blue tarp there instead now. The gear was ready, I had my rain boats on, plus an umbrella I was also ready.

I had three, no four events planned this month. One is over with, it was the Shakuhachi Group meeting. That went over well as stated in the last post. This one was some local cultural event. I was the “American blues act”, I am guessing. There was a Mongolian voice harp player on before me.

 

 

He was good. He played the voice harp, something like a guitar-cello and flute. After me was a Okinawan group. I like Okinawan music not all but the happy stuff. A happy groove and people clap and do the hand dance. Reminds me of Hawaiians. There is a whole Okinawan culture thing here, clubs, shows. One of the sub-cultures of Japan.

This show was a the local culture center there in Izumisano. I have played there before with Kishi-Sensei on Shakuhachi and his trio. This was the first on my own. I had put together about 30 min of music, I figured with setup time I would not need the full song amount. I was right. Setup took a while longer, getting things setup. Funny, just me and it took a while to setup. Mikes, beat box, tuner, harps, cords, sound balance. yeah. At first I thought I would be just playing alone. The keyboard player I asked, cancelled because of baby setters issues, I had known that before so I put together a song list with just me in mind. As it turns out Mario came in as I was getting ready to start and joined me. He played percussion. He was not there when I first arrived, I figured, hoped he would be there as he had invited me to do the show.

I was ready, I have now gotten the hang of my beat Buddy, not anything fancy, but just the basic works. Having the song list programmed in to the unit is helpful. I started with “Besame Mucho”, figuring it is a nice easy-going song. Adding the Harp give it a Bluesy sort of feel. Latin Blues. Then an American Blues, a first time doing it song. It went kinda sort of ok. I was not pleased with my vocals. I need to work on it. I want to use it as a piano song also for me. Now I was quite nervous about the next song, it was a Japanese song. Sort of BLuesy, a modern tune. This my first time doing it, as I told the audience, and sorry for the bad Japanese. I explained I was doing a Japanese song in a funky blues style, my style. They said “do it” I messed up a couple of times on small things, but over all it went well I was able to get into a nice groove and solo with the Percussionist at the end of the song. Sort of a live Jam for two. That final groove thing was just what I heard in my head when I was dreaming on the song arrangement early. That groove section was worth the whole trip over there in the rain today. Too bad I did not record it. Oh well. Now I know what I want to hear on the song in the future. I will be playing it again, and adding another Japanese popular song. I am putting together a solo “show” and see what I can do on my own. Putting a band together is involved, I can raise some backup players from time to time. However steady or fairly steady people, tricky, most are already with a group(s) and have their own things going on. I am weak on language skills and empty on money.

Never the less, it is back to the way I started in Hollywood. A solo act, guitar, vocal. harp doing coffee houses and the like. When with a band it will be “Fuu N Friends”. So whoever, whenever can play or just me. I guess the once in a while Matsuo Blues Band will give me along with some Monthly Jam session time, to keep Bass me active and fairly happy. Solo I will bring up my guitar and piano chops (skills). I am hopeful once I get my Komuso practice going it will offset the frustrations from the “down-beat” world.
Some musicians offset that frustration by playing in Church or something. Giving back to the source.

Next week at the same location I have my second shakuhachi recital. This one is kind of big deal. It is costly also. It is was not for Kishi-sensei Student the Komuso attending I would not go. Even just for me playing it is $50.00, then another $50.00 for dinner, which is not vegetarian friendly. ouch!!! Sigh. I hope it is worth it in some way to meet this person. If I can get some basic questions answered I am making of list of, I would be satisfied. Also all you can hold drinks are included. I am not a big drinker, but I might as well get a nice buzz. Sensei really calls it a drinking party not an after-recital dinner party…a drinking party…a Japanese drinking party. This should be interesting at the least.

The next day I am off to Nara. Another reason beside the vow of not overdoing it with”substances”. It will back under the basket the next day. When I start my own practice here in Osaka I will wrote some blog posts titled, or maybe even a new blog, and call it “From under the Basket” or “tales from under the basket”.

Chan, Music and Food: The Taiwan tour, pt 2


Chan, Music and Food: The Taiwan tour, pt 2

When we last visited our hero he was down with a a/c cold…

 
The night before once I returned to the hotel, rest, a hot bath, glass of wine. I was out for the count fairly early. The next morning I was feeling better, not perfect but better. We started the day with another great buffet. It was not fully vegetarian but there was enough choices that I could again eat my fill. I did not stick with the Chan teaching of eating 75 – 80%, I stuffed myself, not to an excess but at least 90-95%. It was worth it. I needed the body fuel to help heal, I figured.
 
It was still somewhat early, but I chose not to redo the plan to visit the Heart Chan group, rather to just rest. I think I went with LZ out to a couple of places she wanted to go to. It was hot out, but for me not uncomfortable. Since I was not bothering anyone with my small sniffles at this point, going out with her was fine. One of the places she wanted to see was a tower called , 101.
 
Afterward back to the hotel and just hung out in the lounge. There we could eat and drink in under relaxed conditions. There was some food set out, not a great selection but I was still able to top off my breakfast from the morning, enough to hold me over for the evening. Then I was off to the club.
 
My friend the musician I met in Sakai, Japan and I met up at a place call Jazz/blues spot Swing. It had a bit of trouble finding it once I was nearby. With some help from a local I was able to get there. My friend also brought along a friend of his. She had lived in the States for a few years, so her English was great. We because friends easily. She had an interest in Qi Gong and Chan. As it turns out she was just finishing a book by the grandmaster of the Dharma Drum sect, founded by Sheng Yen. My current teachers school and teacher. Also the place(s) I had just went to the day before. So as it turns out I am her Sempai/shrxiang, elder brother. Funny small world. So we three hd a pleasant evening at the club. I spoke with the owners some who also spoke Japanese. The husband played organ. At a later point he, my friend and I did a couple of songs together. I did not have my Bass, so I played piano on one song, and just sang on another. Fun. When settling my bar tap I meet another person from Japan, Tokyo, he is Chinese, speaks Japanese, English and Chinese. His wife is Japanese. A nice fellow who also plays Sax. We exchange info Facebook and Cards. He says he often comes to Osaka, so we may meet again.
 
I find out trains in Taiwan also stop running at 12:00 so it was time for me to head back. My new Chan Sister and I walked back together chatting about Chan and enjoying the walk. At the station we went opposite directions.
 
The next and last day, LZ and I went to another recommended vegetarian restaurant. It was big! Food thing we had reservations so got to go in among the first. This place was the best of the stay. Lot and lots of choices both western and Asian. I saw a group of Buddhist Nuns there also filling up. Once again I did the 90% fill up. Maybe 95, I knew it would be the last meal there so I enjoyed. There were so many choices I got a little of almost every thing.
 
From there it was back to the hotel to make ready for our early evening flight back home to Osaka. It was nice the flight was not too late and it was only a little over 2 hrs. Seats were tight with no leg room. Still I was able to sleep most of the way, by the time I was getting too uncomfortable the flight was over.
 
It was a good trip. lZ said she had no interest in going back the food was not as great as she hoped for. Japan had more variety. For me it was great . Japan is not so great for vegetarians. I did get a website that list Veggie places all over. Some not too far from us, but still some travel involved.
 
Would I go back, hmm yeah, if I could get a good flight price and hotel rate. Also with a purpose. Like a retreat with the Chan group, or a Kyudo seminar, something like that. I still like feel and sights of Japan better. If there was a Tai Chi Mantis sifu or Chen Tai Chi teacher there in Taiwan that would push me into a visit sooner than later. I heard there maybe be a Kyudo Seminar there, maybe that will be my return reason…it is up to the Dao. If God be willing nd the Bombs don’t fall.
Oh, if you wish to see the photos…click here X
 

Sakai Blues festival


Blues in Sakai

 
There is an annual Blues Festival in The city of Sakai Japan, which is in South Osaka. It is a small city, city not a town. I am not sure how long it has been in effect this show. This is the third year I know of.
However last year was the first I played in it, with the Doc’s Blues band. We played in a little bar in the basement. There are several venues in operation during the two day event. There is a main stage out door, where the “names” play, and there are two other small venues, such as the bar, where we played.
 
 
Last year our first year, was pretty sad, so I thought, rushing to set up, small space, too many people packed in. The Doc did all of the singing, afterward says ohh, I should have had you sing a song. Whatever, I thought. Not really a big deal, he wanted the spot light so, no problem. We did not even know what songs we were doing until just before the show, or he decided once we were on stage. I no longer let that bother me, and just roll with it.
 
This year, we were back. That was a surprise. We had to go play at a Jam session by one of the promotors, but that was easy and did not go badly. So yeah this year we were back. Sorry no good picture. The drummer pressed for a meeting before hand to go over what songs we were to play. I am glad he took the effort, because I am done with trying to have the band look professional, much less sound professional. 
 
We meet for lunch just before the show and talked about what songs, etc. Helpful. Although the songs were picked weeks ago or longer, but the Doc said nothing until the night before. Sigh.

So we roll up, walk up really, to the club after lunch, figure out some setup details and go setup at our time.again a rush, but not so much this time. We went through the songs mostly with out any gliches…mostly. The crowd like when I did Mustang Sally, and some danced. It was a good set. The drummer and I took off right afterwards. We stopped over at the main stage area and checked out the all girl band that as playing. Turns out the leader is the owner of Chicago Rock daughter. Chicago Rock is a club we used to play at. I had spoken with the daughter before and said I wanted to see her band, however never made it back to do so. They were pretty good! After one song I left though, there was the rain happening. Vocals, two guitars, bass, drummer, full sound. Maybe this link will work to a video

 
The next day, Sunday I was back, this time not as a musician, but as a photographer and reporter .
I was going to do an interview of one of the performers. The interview is for a website called BlackTokyo.com. I was interviewed and a podcast was made when we were in Kamakura. The owner is a friend of many years. The person I was interviewing today is pretty well known around this area and is also from Philly. We have met several times and she did a couple of songs with us before. She is good, vegetarian, buddhist, animal rights supporter. I planned on hooking up with her after her show.
 
I arrived just before she went on and so I wandered around. I knew she would be busy before the set. I chatted some with the owner of Chicago Rock, who is a sponsor of the show.
There was also another band whos members I know, at least the leader and sitting in trumpet player, who were playing right after my friend Davina was done. I was not asked but I could tell by how excited he was seeing my business Nikon, that he wanted me to take some pictures. It was during my interview time, but I would make the effort.
 
I got a little bold on where I walked and took pictures, since I knew a sponsor and several of the attendants, knew me. Only once was I asked about having a staff pass. I just said I am with blah blah, and it was dropped. The band were good, it was pretty fun just hanging out doing some shots, then speaking with my friend afterward, in English. That was nice I could relax and talk for a change.
 
My only regret is that my guys do not want to put in the effort to be good enough to play main stage. I am toying more with the idea of my own group more. Even playing in one of the basement venues next year as a start. I need to give more thought to who would play with me. I would love to do some serious funky blues. No one I saw is doing that. Well my friend Davina is close. 
 
Anyway the festival is wrap for this year. I need to give some serious thought to a game musical game plan. Next weekend I am doing a couple of song with the Jazz band folks and the following I will sit in with the mix Jazz group at Snafkin. I was invited today to do play at a show at Tajiri Marina in Jul, for some event. This is where I work. They had a show there on the same day/ night as the blues fest. The friend, the percussionist who set me up with a recent gig for charity invited me to this. Now I need to think of band members. I know a couple of keyboard players and a drummer. I am thinking a female keyboardist who speak some English, and a female drummer, who does not. She is not that good, but she is steady, I like that. I know a couple of female horn players. It maybe a good gimmick, me with a Japanese mostly girl band. I will see how it all flows as time goes on.

The Bass Story – final

 
Waiting…
Good thing, well not really a good thing. I was going to say, good I did not have a gig, but I would have just used the Peavy, no biggie. Anyway. I was told it would be ten days before the bass would be ready. On the tenth day LZ says, no, I said about ten days! Ohhh, 😦
I settled in for more 
 
Waiting…
I figured Tues the guy would call. He called Monday night… LZ explained. It was arranged to expect delivery on Weds. Just a bit more 
 
Waiting…
Finally, it arrived , the guy was a little late but, no biggie after all this waiting…
 
Waiting to find the right Bass, right price
Waiting for the auction to end
Waiting for shipping
Waiting to locate a repair person
Waiting for the seller to contact us
Waiting for the repair
Waiting to play, hear, feel, see.
 
One could not ask for better service. The shop owner picked up , repaired, delivered, my Bass. ( which by the way I need to name)

So I highly recommend Guitars Fact.Kawanaka

 

Oh, yeah, the seller. LZ set him an email. We were not expecting to hear back from him, because other on the comments said they did not. We also figured out later if LZ had made the purchase as a premium member instead of me a free member, then Yahoo Auctions would have gotten involved. Anyway the guy contacted us. He said he was sorry there was a problem, please return it at his cost , to be checked out. Well by now we had sent it off to be repaired. We told him so and the cost. Which was only $65.00 about in Yen. Which was really not a big deal. He did not offer to help with that he just said sorry. We let it go. The full shop work cost 25,920 yen. About 260.00 in US cash. That was for the repair, new strings, resetting factory specs, setting the neck action low but balanced, removing some yukkiness from the back side, re-oiling the body. All in all it cost me 57,920 yen for this Bass. I am pleased! I got the Bass I wanted, and had a little left over to help with the new Shakuhachi. So making the sale of my brother’s Bass, worked out.
 
I spent some time today just playing, feeling, listening to it. This bass was a good choice I am very comfortable playing it, the weight is good, the sound is good, the action is good. This will be my working Bass. It has been a while since I have had the, this in “my Axe” feeling. rather than this is my brother’s Bass. This was made possible via his bass, so it is still sort of live memorial for him.
I have a couple of things upcoming with the Doc’s Blues band. I have not played with him since the thing in Kobe.
Last year we did a blues festival and were asked back this year. I agreed. It is alway good to play. Better knowing what to expect, which is nothing, just roll with whatever, makes it simple and almost fun. So I will get to go live with the new Bass..Yoshiko? hmmmm, maybe, It was made in Japan, one of the last.
My string section is finished now. Some people have a large collection of Basses and or guitars. Not my style. What I have now is all I need or want. I still have my brother’s four string Bass as a back up. Which I have put a way in its case. So it has been a little weird-looking at an empty Bass rack. It has been a small reminder of the void and waiting for completion …
Now I am looking to Jam, feel it, and think… it’s Alive!!!.
 
 
 
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The Bass Story / prt 2


It is all about the money…a Bass story, part 2

 
When I last left off, the Bass was off to the hospital…
 
I had did a quick look see for places nearby to take the bass. Of course my search was limited by doing it in English. I gave LZ the short list. She had something to say about it.  I suggested she look in Japanese. A short while later she had found a shop. They did not do sellijg of musical instruments they only did repiars and customizing. They were somewhat close. 
Yea, call them I said. She spoke with the shop person, it was arranged that he would take a look at the Bass. The part that floored me was he would come and pick it up…at no charge! I was floored. Never happen in the states! As it turns out this shop was not nearby a train station and up in the hills. Doing the pickup was part of there service when needed. He would get the Bass , check it out, and advise me of the repairs and cost. I could have the work done or not, my freedom, no work, no charge! Dayammmm! He made arrangements to leave right away to come pick up the Bass so he could speak Japanese with LZ for details. As she was going out soon , he would leave right away! 45 min later he arrived.
 
The guy came by and did a quick check of the Bass. We talked a bit, him mostly to LZ since he did not speak English. They talked about the bass and about how I hot it from Yahoo Auction. Sometime he says they are good. The private people are mostly good. But there are companies on there who one needs to watch out for. After LZ had done some research she found out some of the bad comments from some customers. Not all but enough had I known I would not have purchased. We learned. Anyway it was arranged what I needed. A few hours later she received the eMail.
 
The Bass can be fixed early fairly cheap. Some small parts should be replaced, a bit of rewiring, and did I want New strings anyway, also they would setup and balance everything and check and ad just. Basically refurbish the Bass for just under 30000 yen. I said go for it! This included doing some work on the body I asked about. It was just under half of the cost of the Bass, but made it almost new again. I was planning that much as my ceiling anyway so it worked out. A like new Bass and a little cash for the Shakuhachi kitty.

So I am still using eBay in the states. They have been really helpful for things I need. The nice thing about them is they have a company policy to get involved with a transaction if they is a problem, and the customers is getting screwed. This Yahoo Auction here in Japan does not. Once the sale is made you are on your own. You can leave a bad rating but they will do nothing for getting you a refund. 
 
The person who purchased my Bass was very happy and left a good mark for LZ . We will leave a very bad one for the seller of the one I purchased. LZ was saying I should just accept the bad deal and buy a brand new one. I said no way will I just waste the money spent from my brother Bass. The body is mostly good, the electronic are bad they can be replaced.
 
All in all I am not saving a great deal of money, but some is better than none. This will most likely be my last Bass purchase…
 
Sometimes I look at my instruments and wonder who will get this when I am gone? I am here alone in Japan. Or when it comes time for the old folks home what will I take? Not really morbid thoughts. Reality. Dealing with the sale of my brother’s Bass brings back thoughts of me having to clear his apartment after his passing. Some of his stuff carries on through me. Mine will be the end of the line. I left my grandfather’s violin with my first son before I left. I took my first formal music lesson on that. I did not want it just lost in Japan…or on the boat! Maybe I pass down one or two of my Kung Fu swords. Yeah at least even through none of the kids do Kung Fu, the swords make great wall displays.
 
I digress…
 
So now my working instrumentation for Japan is complete. Thanks to the passing of my mother and brother. That is kind of weird, but truthful. I have to be grateful to them.
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…to be coniuned

It is all about the money…a Bass story


It is all about the money…

 
I learned something the other day. I did not go into the lesson thinking about an economic lesson but music.
 
For a long time I have been thinking about getting rid of my second Bass. On and off I play it. I had recently decided to play it more and adapt myself to it. It is a 6 string bass, made in the US. That is sort of rare since most of that work was, is done elsewhere now. Use to be Japan, then changed to someplace cheaper, then someplace cheaper than that…So Made in the USA has some value on a resale.
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This bass belonged to my youngest brother. He was a musician as well. He even played pro for a while, with a group called the Bus Boys. They got big when Eddy Murphy did a movie with them in it, called 48 hrs.
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Then he hit hard times. He also did graphic design as did I . We were sort of like the mirror image of each other, sort of. He hit upon hard times, and passed away from a medical condition, no money for meds. I was the one who took care of collecting his stuff. He had a 4 String Peavey and a 6 String. I got the 4 string but noticed the 6 string one was missing. I found out he had pawned it. A short while after I gather his things, I got received a forwarded mail from the pawn shop. I contacted them and collected the Bass from a Pawn shop in LA. A beauty, not what I would have picked, but very nice, also heavy and big. Also the neck was too wide for me to be comfortable relaxed playing.
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I have played it as I said here in Japan. Also thought much about selling it and getting a 5 string. Beside being heavy I was not using the bass to its potential. In short more bass than I needed. I still had and used the 4 string, but wanted the deep B to give some bottom at spots. Finally after LZ said she wanted to close the yahoo auction account, I should use it before she does, by the end of the month. Ok, I acted, I figured I would put it up as a test and make sure I had a minimum sell price. I was shocked a bit, but not that surprised after a day or less for the minimum it was sold. 
 
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Now I began the serious hunt for a replacement. What had gotten me started again with the sell thought was seeing a bass in the music store, that looked sweet! The next few days were spent researching, thinking, what did I need, not just want, my plans, taste, age. I was ready to buy something from the states, but after much much much more research I came back to the bass model I saw in the store. I also found I had more of a selection buying used in Japan, as well as saving money. It was settled, I found a good bass, for a great price. I saved enough to help put money on the new Shakuhachi I plan for this spring. 
 
So I feel my brother would be ok with my choice to sell his second bass. He had already done so sort of. I saved it and it got to be played in Japan. Now I will still continuing to play Bass, but also invest in another quality musical instrument. Beside I still have his main bass. Not that he really cares, but it is just the sentimental thought process of humans. Not I have the working setup I want and need for here. Now to just make the music…yosh.
 
So ??? what was the lesson you ask… I found that even in Japan they use the made “country” as a selling point, in some cases. I saw several Japanese basses say, made in Korea. The new bass I saw in the store was made in Indonesia. Some ads for basses said made in Korea, then I saw some that said made in Japan. Those where the considered the best quality, Japan then Korea…
 
Interesting ne! How every country changes their labor to a smaller ranked country to save money. Maybe one day made in China will have the “gold standard”. Things change as the world turns, but it all comes back around.
 
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 Well, my new bass, arrived today. Earlier than I expected! Not a bad looking bass. however, frack me!!! it does not work!!!. Plug it in nothing! Well, the neck is good, and the action feels good along with the weight! The finish is rough as I saw, but the bummer is it does not work. I can refinish the body, not a biggie.
I had considered buying a so-so bass and upgrading the electronics. I guess I have no choice now. LZ says there is no return on this. She wrote the seller anyway, because it was not stated it did not work. and will leave them a BAD rating. Even in Japan there are crooks on-line!! So another lesson…2-for-1. Great, now I am depressed after all that effort to find a good bass and deal!! Sigh! Guess I will go have an adult something for the head and chill! I will find a repair later…tomorrow ! Grrrrrrrrr. 😦
*next day*
Off to the repair shop today…to be con’t…
 
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Things change…

1960s – As a youth I spent time with my Grandfather, in Virginia. There was a “white high school” and a ” colored high school”, a party line telephone. We had no central heating. Gramps wore “long johns”. I thought dang seriously old Man’s style. It was part of my ” chores’ to get the house heated in the mornings. We had wood stove and kerosene heaters. I would have to walk across the yard to our gas station, open the shop and get the oil container filled up, the back to the house to start the fires …

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2017. I can speak with someone on the other side of the world on my phone that I carry in my pocket, there has been a “colored” President, now a new one who is backed by the KKK, we have no central heating in Japan, I am still filling the kerosene cans, and starting the fire,…
The difference… I wear the “long johns”