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I got a call yesterday from Roger Sadowsky, concerning my bass.

“Why do you think this bass needs a refret?” he asks.

I explained that I had some spots where I was getting an annoying buzz but they weren’t in any consistent manner. He said he’d look again with that in mind but that he didn’t think it was anything a fret redress and a good setup couldn’t fix.

You gotta love a company that does business like this. He could have just refretted the bass and charged me 500 bucks and I wouldn’t have been the wiser. Then again, Roger insists on keeping his operation small and if he doesn’t have to take on time-consuming jobs, then he shouldn’t have to. It’s win-win for everyone.

Coincidentally, I happened to catch an episode of “Don’t Forget The Lyrics” tonight at Kim’s parents’ house and the house bassist has at least one Sadowsky Jazz Bass. I saw him playing two different J-Basses, one was blue without a pickguard and the other was metallic red with the pickguard. The blue one was definitely a Sadowsky.

While I was there I finally managed to get a few shots of some peppers Kim’s dad has been preparing.

I’ve heard so many stories about these peppers. They are famous. Kim’s dad has been growing them since he was a boy in Pangasinan and if you ask any of the Kabuti Kids if they’ve tried “Uncle Lakay’s Peppers” you are likely to get responses ranging from roaring laughter or grim wide-eyed cautionary tales… these janks are apparently volcanic. They are known in the Philippines as “Labuyo” and I am told "labuyo" is really a kind of wild chicken– a small, scrappy, wild chicken. After taking a few wiffs of the vapors rising from this container (they are soaking in vinegar), my burning eyes explained the connection between the tiny peppers and their namesake.

I haven’t tried one yet but I can already tell that these things are no joke.