It’s 4am now and I feel the sudden urge and inspiration to play my music. It’s been at least a month since I’ve played my electric bass, and I get the inspiration to play it now at 4 in the morning? If I had my accoustic bass here there wouldn’t be a problem, but at the moment it’s sitting in my bedroom at my apartment in a different city. I’m at my parents home now which still has my old bedroom, mostly intact, and houses my bass guitar and loud amplifier. It’s very loud, which is the problem as to why I can’t fulfill this urge at the moment. I can’t wake up my parents, they have to work in the morning. And I can’t just play my bass silently, it has to be felt.

I remember jamming in a friend’s basement, the ceiling only 5 feet high because it was so thickly padded with insulation so his parents couldn’t hear us, we played so fucking loud. Looking at the foot pedals in front of my speaker, everything blurred and I could feel the wind being pushed from my speaker against my leg everytime I hit a note. I wear ear plugs which makes it difficult to differentiate between notes at times, but it doesn’t matter, it’s all feel. The bass (especially with a large amp) sends out such amazing vibrations - it shakes everything.

For the listener, music applies to only one sense: hearing. But if you’ve ever played in a band, you know that music has a sound, feel and even a smell. Usually that smell is marijuana, but you know what I mean. That place you always rehearse, your strings, your fingers after you’ve played, they all have a smell. And let’s not forget about sight. Going to a concert, or playing a concert brings on incredible sights and everlasting memories. Ahhh,….. it’s all coming back… and my mouth begins to water….damn.