Ouch

Both yesterday and today, prior to leaving for work, I snuck in a little recording time.  I played the bass part on one song.  I haven’t touched a bass guitar since the summer of 2011 (August, I think).  All together I’ve probably spent a whopping 30 minutes playing on those humongous strings and… ouch.  Like… ouch.

I’ve heard it said that women’s brains are wired to forget about the pain of childbirth because if they retained the memory of the pain they would never have a second child.  I don’t know if that’s true or not, and I don’t mean to compare my stinging fingers to childbirth, but… I wonder if the same thing happened to me.  As I was playing along with one of my bad songs I had a clear memory of me swearing I would never play bass again because, ouch.

Psychology… ain’t it groovy?