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Let me tell u all another story....
The jack plug fizzled. A low ambient hum could be heard coming from the amp as the leccy flowed to Hippy's fat bass guitar.
He twanged a chunky string and smiled. 'Better twist me up a fat dooby.....' the meaty mitts of the Hippy Potamus got busy. Big toke followed big toke for a while. He let his hand slide lazily down over the strings, stroking them gently. Boom Boom Boom Boom.
They called him meat mitts on account of him being able to throw stones really far into yonder pond, but he had great skill and a delicate touch with the bass.
He began a lazy stroll around the frets, big fingers nimbly twitched for effect, the result was a charismatic charmer of a bassline, the kind that just sort of spaces you out and lets you wander off into the austere beauty of imaginative thought.
The jack plug fizzled. A low ambient hum could be heard coming from the amp as the leccy flowed to Hippy's fat bass guitar.
He twanged a chunky string and smiled. 'Better twist me up a fat dooby.....' the meaty mitts of the Hippy Potamus got busy. Big toke followed big toke for a while. He let his hand slide lazily down over the strings, stroking them gently. Boom Boom Boom Boom.
They called him meat mitts on account of him being able to throw stones really far into yonder pond, but he had great skill and a delicate touch with the bass.
He began a lazy stroll around the frets, big fingers nimbly twitched for effect, the result was a charismatic charmer of a bassline, the kind that just sort of spaces you out and lets you wander off into the austere beauty of imaginative thought.