mercoledì 31 gennaio 2018

The 4.21pm Post.

Been jamming with my son this morning. He bought a six string bass.


I guess it's kinda special when your son wants to jam with you, especially after those teenage years!
I played guitar and double bass. That multi string bass is really fun to play with.
We plan to do some duo gigs, as well as the trio thing with the Testore Trio.

Okay, off to do some violin practice. It's hard work servicing three instruments.

This was a 'quick post' from Richard's Bass Bag.*







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lunedì 29 gennaio 2018

Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun.

33 degrees in Nuova Lazio today.

I spent quite a bit of time trimming trees.

In real life the pile is a lot bigger.

Richard's Bass Bag* starts up the engine again.

Well, none of us are getting any younger.

Time to start up this prize winning blog again. I've just been reading a pack of Curmudgeon posts that seem to have been put together yesterday. Okay, it was a bit of a chore but, it's good to see the old boys putting in some effort.

I have a few gigs on the horizon - involving each of my three gigging instruments. I've decided this year to really step up my practice time on the days that I'm not relief teaching. I did 3hr 10m on my guitar yesterday and will do some violin this morning before topping the trees at the back of our section.


An artist's impression.


I have a chainsaw on a pole, which obviously is ideal for this job. It'll be a hot job today but they breed us tough in Nuova Lazio.

Don't forget that there is a special LINKS list on the right of this blog so that it is easy to visit our other five Bass Bagging Hexagram blogs. Each of these other five blogs has a list too.
Enjoy.








* the original bass bagging site

mercoledì 24 gennaio 2018

Time to get you moving.

Okay, I want you to get around and enjoy our wonderful Bass Bagging Hexagram blogs so I've decided not to post for a while. I think that, because Richard's Bass Bag* is so damn good, people might be missing out on our other blogs.



Do not panic!

Our other five blogs will be in full swing, only you'll have to travel around to find the latest update.




Sounds like fun!

This is where you use The Bass Bagging Hexagram LINKS that are to the right of every BBH blog..

The LINKS are there to guide you.




Don't worry - my break from blogging is only a temporary thing while you get used to visiting our other blogs.

Well, off you go then!







* the original bass bagging site

Good morning, here's something that will brighten your day.

For many years we've served the local blogging community with our popular LINKS service.

There it is on the right.
Bloggers like The Curmudgeon and Robert have used this great service without charge for many years. We don't get as much as a thank you and it has been noticed, for example, that we don't even get a mention on Robert's blog.
Times are moving on and our LINKS service is still going strong, though ungrateful people do run the risk of having their blog removed, but we now have something even more exciting.

As you know, our six wonderful blogs are now working as The Bass Bagging Hexagram and each of these blogs is constantly updating. As you whiz around these blogs you might notice how easy it now is to go from one to the next. That's because, near the top of each page (on the right) is a link to the other five Bass Bagging Hexagram blogs!

For example...

Bin's Bass Bag

That's enough reading for anyone! You'll soon find yourself not bothering to waste time on other blogs. Our LINKS service to other sites will slowly become obsolete.
Oh well, that's progress. A bit like evolution where the weak ones fall to the wayside.
Happy reading.
Ciao.

martedì 23 gennaio 2018

New Logo for Old Men.



Okay, The Curmudgeon has worked in marketing for years (he's really old) and my marketing experience is confined to promoting a very successful bass bagging hexagram.
The old chap says, of his logo, "In this case 'curmudgeon' is stated clearly and consisely and the associated grouping of curmudgeons is indicated by the cluster of heads above the wording."
He then lists four bullet points that explain the logo: clear, concise, informative and elegant.

Maybe the diamond represents an idea? Presumably a good idea? We can guess that five curmudgeons worked on the idea. Or maybe the five 'heads' represent all the curmudgeons?
Certainly, when a post is put together, it always pops up in the same place - on The Curmudgeon's blog, indicating that no one is going to be interested in scrolling through the twenty or so curmudgeon blogs every day to see if there is anything new. Let's face it, they're just not that interesting. Some people have said that the 'five heads' look a bit like a rugby scrum, with the no 8 and the flankers missing, and the ball is popping out the back, but where's the half back? This is not a bad interpretation of the disarray one experiences with this oversized bunch of old men.

Look, I could go on with further analysis of this half hearted attempt at a logo when maybe a picture of an old people's home would work better and be far more accurate, but I have more important things to do.

Here at The Bass Bagging Hexagram we don't waste your time with weird logos like the one above that could just as easily be interpreted as five buttocks. What could the diamond be then?

Our logo is simple to understand. The six points of the star represent our six outstanding blogs. That's it - no deep and hidden meanings.

Simple and effective

Confusing 

Fortunately (most of) our readers are an intelligent lot and will get my point.
Have a good day.
Ciao.

lunedì 22 gennaio 2018

NOT ONE OF RICHARD (of RBB)'S FINEST DAYS AS HE FINISHES A STRONG SECOND.


Avalon Park was the scene of a return Mini Golf challenge by Shelley. This was a determined effort and, although Riccardo played consistently well, Shelley was just too strong on the day.




Richard (of RBB) showed good sportsmanship in defeat and only growled at Shelley once when she laughed too much on a difficult hole. However he did complain to the lady in the mini golf kiosk, suggesting that there might be something faulty with the club he was allocated. The lady promised her manager would look into it. Shelley was modest in victory and promised to wash Richard (of RBB)'s handkerchief.




Richard (of RBB) said, "All credit to Shelley she played well and was just too strong on the day. I guess that all I can do is regroup and be ready for next time. A rematch was always going to be a tough call, especially as I was suffering from tired leg muscles after a lot of walking and I hadn't slept too well last night because of the heat."


It is important to remember, when
reading score cards, that they only
give a snap shot of what actually
happened. If you had been there
you would have seen some excellent
putting form Richard (of RBB).


Humorous moment.


Brought to you by The Bass Bagging Hexagram.




Travel around our blogs for more delightfully humorous experiences.

The Bass Bagging Hexagram.

I'll be honest, I'm worried that people aren't visiting our other five bass bagging blogs as frequently as we would like. The number of comments left suggests this. Including this one, there are six star bass bagging blogs that you just can't afford not to be reading. Six points of a star, a HEXIGRAM (also known as a SEXAGRAM but we've avoided that name for obvious reasons). Out new name and avatar will be...

THE BASS BAGGING HEXAGRAM

So, when you enter this site, remember that there are six points on a hexagram (aka a sexagram, but remember we're not using that one) and you need to visit each point.

Happy reading.

domenica 21 gennaio 2018

Domenica.

Here's a bunch of guys I've never heard of playing Cherokee - HERE.

Sounds good to me.

Here's some other guys playing Confirmation - Here.

The guy on bass is the one and only Stanley Clarke.

Nice solo Stanley and nice playing Mr Violin Player. If my first born had been a boy, should would have been named Stanley. Probably good that she wasn't. I don't know if it's wise for the children of aspiring musicians to be named after famous musicians.

Stanley
Anyway, Stanley is a great player.

Robert: Hey you, with the small backyard that has no room for that jail like thing from Percy's Reserve, so what's the point of this post?

Yeah, sorry Rob. I was just thinking about these two tunes this morning because I plan to play them in the near future with my son - two basses.
Last year we did a two bass thing on a gig with a band he was playing with and we both soloed on Cherokee. It went pretty well but boy was it fast!



I'm off to do some double bass practice, so I'll keep this short.
Ciao.


sabato 20 gennaio 2018

Just a precaution.

What with The Curmudgeon poaching DTZ Bill and having his thugs running around threatening people, we at the BBB thought we better look ready.

Here's where people who mess
with us will finish up.

And just to show that it's not one of those downloaded pictures like The Curmudgeon uses...

Richard (of RBB) moves into shot.

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venerdì 19 gennaio 2018

Over the hill.

No, I'm not talking about The Curmudgeon Inc., though such a statement wouldn't be far from the truth!
Today I walked from our place and over the Nuova Lazio hill - a walk of 1 hour 40 minutes.


The last stage - a down hill walk to The Hutt.

That's Nuova Roma in the distance.

Lower Hutt.

Blogging News - Friday 19th January.

Good to see Robert back, even though it's only as a commentator.




As The Curmudgeon says, his popping in is almost like a godly presence. Or someone returning from beyond the grave. Sort of like in Star Wars when the old dead Jedi masters show up to give advice.

Thanks to Bin Hire for filling the void left by Robert's blog disappearing. Bin wishes to express that his new posting style is not an attempt to lampoon Robert (The Bible Basher). He just took some of Robert's ideas as a starting point - as an inspiration. That's a compliment to the success of Robert's blog and how it is missed.

I can't imagine anyone bothering to copy The Curmudgeon Inc. style.

The Curmudgeon who leads
a weird group of old men.
Do you remember how, at the start, all The Curmudgeons were taking a turn at writing posts. Then they all buggered off on holiday. It seems some came back but the rest are probably sitting around scratching themselves. This is a top heavy organisation, if ever I've seen one.

giovedì 18 gennaio 2018

It takes two to tango, except if you're a Curmudgeon - then it takes about twenty to tango.




So, as I said at the beginning of my last post, Robert's blog is gone and The Curmudgeonly Boys are trying to claim Different Time Zone Bill as one of their own - as if them haven't got enough members  already, and as if The Curmudgeon doesn't struggle to keep them all posting. The Curmudgeon needs to learn that good blogging is about quality and not quantity. He has this system going where all their posts (when they do post) show up on The Curmudgeon's blog. I guess his blog is a bit like a stage where different characters walk in one by one and say their piece.

"And next up we have The Tall Curmudgeon! Please give a 
round of applause for The Tall Curmudgeon!"

Robert's blog has disappeared before. I suspect that this time he is not happy with me. We had a few exchanges over the PBs - the band I started with my brothers (including him). Ironically the idea behind the band was to keep all the brothers in contact. I repeat, all the brothers. We've always had this thing between the boys that, if one brother upsets another, they both have to get over it quickly. I hope Robert intends to play to this unwritten rule and does not isolate himself.
So what went wrong with the five man PBs?
This band pulled together five people who had evolved their music in different ways. Some were music readers, some were not. Improvisation was an important part of the band. By this I mean you have to listen to the music and try to fit into the style of each tune. Some of the boys have done a lot of gigging and have a pretty good idea where the performance bar should be set. Because of experience, or lack of it, in various genres some music styles are not going to work with this band. Bebop, Funk, Barbershop and Chamber Music would be four obvious examples.
For a while the band struggled to find common ground and to gel, but things are pretty well sorted now and everyone in the band seems happy. Except that we are now a four piece.
Why?
Robert says he suffers from performance anxiety (I hope I represented what he said correctly - apologies if that is not so). This is probably the main reason why he has twice chosen to leave the PBs.
Fair enough.
You are supposed to enjoy playing music.
I guess I'm a bit protective of the PB's band. To me it is more important as a brotherly thing than any attempt to be the best band around. However, one should always strive to make things the best they can be. I repeat that some brothers have more gigging experience and ultimately these brothers will float to the top as leaders.

I love this! The poor guy who made it up didn't realise
that the stars are much further away than the moon.

Robert did take a few subtle pot shots at the PBs, and my replies were probably what upset him.
I hope he reinstates his blog because otherwise I'll just be reading about outside furniture blowing over in the wind up north and how many windows The Curmudgeon has in his house.
It takes two to tango.

mercoledì 17 gennaio 2018

My trip to the Wairarapa.

I go away for one night and two things happen:
  • Robert buggers off - his blog vanishes and
  • The Curmudgeon poaches Different Time Zone Bill.
But today I'll just deal with a happier occurence, my trip to the Wairarapa.

We headed off yesterday and had a look around Masterton and Carterton before going to our motel in Greytown.

Jim Dandy came along for the ride.

I parked the Batmobile outside our unit.

We'd stocked up on wine at the local supermarket. I told Shelley to get two Cleanskin Chardonnays but she must have thought I'd said Mission Special Reserve (at $20.99 a bottle) and we finished up having to drink those. Bugger.

We explored the main street of Greytown.
I noticed a caravan specially built for dwarfs.

I kept a lookout for my old friend Noel.

Then I saw a motel and misread its sign.


I thought it said 'Abort Motel' and
felt that the owners were not being
very positive.


Then Shelley and I had a game of big sized chess.


I won and Shelley threw her king to the ground.

Then she challenged me to a game of pool.


I won again.

And to think that Robert said God is great!

The next morning we visited Martinborough. We checked out the vinyard with the special Pinot Noir that The Curmudgeon had mentioned but they were shut. Never mind, there's a Cleanskin Pinot in Countdown in The Hutt. We had something to eat before leaving. I attempted to take a picture of our food.

I didn't get the camera up in time.
This has happened to me before
with other activities.


Next we had a look around Featherston. I found out that it was named after Dr Isaac Featherston.


It's not really a huge compliment to 
have Featherston named after you.

We had a look in the Upper Hutt gallery.

They have a wooden floor.
I wondered why, since there's no Mr Upper Hutt, they didn't upgrade Dr Featherston and name this town after him.

Then we drove to Avalon with the specific purpose of having one last challenge.




Richard 3 - Shelley 0.

She did improve over the second nine holes.



But she really didn't take it all on the chin like a man.


"Come on dear, I'm trying to take your
photo. You were second."


Well, there you have it, my trip to the Wairarapa.

I'd better go, I'm just making up the bed in the spare room.
Ciao.

martedì 16 gennaio 2018

martedì

We're off to the wire wrapper today.
(The Curmudgeon will remember that famous joke from Murray Roberts days)

The original 1970s joke was made
about brandy, but here's a champagne
that was made in the wire wrapper.
We're spending a night in Greytown.


An artist's impression of Greytown.

For those of you who are not familiar with these parts, the Wairarapa is an area just north of Wellington and the Hutt.





You go over a very big hill to get there, this hill is bigger than the Nuova Lazio hill. Much bigger.
Greytown is past Featherston and on the way to Masterton in an area that has lots of farms. Greytown has been made into a trendy little town with lots of clothing shops - The Curmudgeon loves clothing shops and shopping in general - read HERE.

We'll take a trip to Masterton and probably to Martinborough, where we he had lots of farming holidays when I was a kid.

* * *

I got an interesting email from Robert (the BB) last night. He'd probably had a few too many wines, but so had I, so no judgement there.
It was an unusual email but I won't go into detail. He was talking about the PBs.
My only gripe is that he misquoted me...
"Richard said "Life is easier without Robert and we do not miss him in the least!". "
This is not what I said. What I said was,
"It's easier for us too. A good decision on your part." 
It was written in reply to his comment,
"I hate to say it but  I was relieved to not have to attend a PB rehearsal!"
There was no reason for him to take a shot at the PBs as it was his decision to leave the band. I feel my reply was a justified retort.
There you have it.

lunedì 15 gennaio 2018

It's working! It's working!

That's probably a dangerous thing to say, but I've got the new modem (and the Wi-Fi) working!





Well, actually it's still being a bit dodgy. I just had trouble posting thosre pictures.




But I did get it done, as you can see.

Good PBs practice yesterday.




Next gig in March at a book launch.

book

launch
Better go and do some practice.
It's very hot in Nuova Lazio. So hot, in fact, that I bought some shorts today.
That's not exactly as extreme as The Curmudgeon walking around without his pants on.


Sorry fella, I should have warned you that was coming.
It has to get very hot for me to abandon long trousers and shoes and socks.
Okay, let's get this practice done.