Tax Season All Over But the Shouting: Back to BASS-ics

How unfortunate that work had to interfere with my bass playing.  There ought to be a law.

By the end of this month, however, I will be home where I plan to kiss and hug my bass, say sweet nothings to it, and then take it down from its stand and play that baby!  Slap those strings!  Pluck 'em!  Twang, twang, boom, boom!  Yeaaaaaah Baybeee!