here's to the rescue
extreme makeover
i wanted to show some progress on this old squire i'm redoing for moses. here's the ugly black bass.
with the help of a wire hanger and a spray can it turns white.
wet sanding, as you know, is how i unwind after a long day. 
"shine, shine, shine, like 409." - the gza
installing new pickups on a bass is weird because you screw them into the wood not the pickguard. found that out the hard way.
for all you haters, matching headstock with the official deets logo. put a bird on it. 
neck reattached. gold pickguard wired up. i have to get someone to install the bridge because it needs to be machined for the string notches. i think it's pretty. i've never seen a squire ball so hard. 
what it meant to dj scott la rock
bdp were the bob dylan of rap. using the same format as everyone else but taking the lyrical content to the next evolutionary step. it still sounds like a breath of fresh air to me. what the hell happened hip hop? it seems like there used to be a time where you would move up the ranks and make it because what you had inside of you was undeniable. whether it was smart, stupid, or just plain fun. the prerequisite to having a hip hop career now...... can you talk about your dick for forty minutes straight?
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