Weirdness

Once upon a time there were two sisters.  One was cursed by a witch so that every time she opened her mouth, toads came hopping out.  The other sister was blessed by the same witch so that each time she spoke, diamonds fell from her lips.

Either way, it made for a difficult time at dinner.

This page is dedicated to the odd events and strange quotes
attributed to life with the Three Weird Sisters. 

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Teresa set Bass #1 down during a break to feed kids, and somehow it got pushed under the table. She picked it back up to resume the rehearsal, and didn't notice that it had shifted. BAM! Knocked the neck clean off. Decapitated, as it were. And this was the night before a gig.

Brenda hustled around and rented Bass #2 that T played while we put Bass #1 in the shop. The repair man said that it was a serendipitous break, because the instrument had been set up incorrectly for full bass instead of 3/4 bass, which explains why it was so hard to play. Bass #1 came back with a whole different feel, and T invested in a new case for it.

Then, oh, about six months later, her hubby George was carrying it from the car to the house when the handle of the new case tore off, and poor Bass #1 went tumbling to the sidewalk CRASH! into a thousand splintered pieces. There was no fixing it this time, and not because of the splinters, either. The fellow who repaired it before, the only person in Atlanta who did these types of instruments... suffered a stroke and can no longer do repair work.

So, we went scuttling back to Mars Music to rent Bass #3, which was also incorrectly set up. This one was so bad that, if you pressed down on one of the strings so that your finger touched the neck, the string was pushed lower than the other three strings, making it impossible for the bow to touch the lowered string! It's amazing that, as a rented instrument, nobody ever complained before we got it. But most folks renting basses are bluegrass players who only plucked the thing.

SO, we scrambled around some more and found Bass #4, which we've been renting until just recently. Teresa and George bit the bullet and bought Bass #5, a lovely instrument, better than all its predecessors, but still not the bass of T's dreams.  Finally, they acquired Bass #6, a Clevinger Bassic electrict upright bass (EUB), which makes beautiful music when plugged into the portable Phil Jones Bass briefcase amp.

While performing at Sci Fi Summer, the Sisters were lugging their gear from the hotel room to the filk room when Teresa was overheard saying:

"That's the ugliest transvestite Klingon I've ever seen!"

This statement is a far cry from T, the "convention neo" of three years ago, who'd never even seen a Klingon, let alone compared to other attractive/unattractive transvestite Klingons.

At a recent Java House gig, Brenda was introducing the song "Boys Want Sex in the Morning" and related how, often when performing this piece, the women in the audience giggle and nod in agreement, and the men get "all stiff and uncomfortable."

Really, Brenda!