Well, that didn’t turn out as well as I had hoped…
As the handful of visitors of this site are well aware, I’ve had a huge crush on the Epiphone Thunderbird Pro IV for a couple of years now. The day finally came this past September where the stars aligned (as well as my finances) and I finally got my grubby paws on the elusive T-Bird Pro.
I took it home, lovingly wiped it down with a lint-free cloth, grabbed a cup of coffee and plugged into my Crate BT220.
WHAT THE HELL!! The bass buzzed and hummed like a nest of angry bees when I turned up the treble control the slightest little touch. I was heartbroken! My shiny new T-Bird was less than perfection; WHY GOD, WHY?!? *drops to knees, arms skyward*
So, after 3 rounds of unsuccessful repairs at Steve’s Music, I officially pulled the plug and gave the T-Bird Pro its last rites this morning. What to do now? I sold my first T-Bird, which was serving me quite well up until the day I let it go, and all I had now was my crappy Yamaha backup bass. With gigs looming on the horizon, I needed to get a main guitar tout de suite!
Off I set to Ottawa’s various music stores, which are conveniently sprawled across the entire city. I went from downtown to west end, uptown to the south side. After nearly 4 hours of shopping, I had a moment of clarity…
Why the hell don’t I get another Thunderbird IV?
Not a T-Bird Pro, as they’ve proven to be steaming piles of crap, but another T-Bird IV…just like I had before. I already had the $100 case that nothing else fits into, so I hit up Long & McQuade, where I bought my first T-Bird.
And there it was, hanging on the same wall as 5 years ago…the T-Bird IV. MY T-Bird. It was like meeting up with an old friend for a beer and talking about the old days:
“Hey, remember that gig we played in Limoges where the cops showed up?
“Sure do, Ger. That was a kickass gig, man.”
“Good times, indeed.”
So, essentially, I sit here where I left off a month or so ago. The T-Bird IV is in the stand and I find myself looking at it sometimes and feeling a little bit like a rock star. Throw around whatever cliche you want; the grass isn’t always greener…if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it…whatever.
All I can tell you is that I’m kinda glad I followed the dream of having the T-Bird Pro. If I hadn’t experienced its immense suckitude, I wouldn’t have realized how much I appreciated the old standard T-Bird IV.
I’m so ready to melt your face off with this bass. Get ready.