And that is it exactly. I played my 1995 BT5 at a honky-tonk country VFW dance gig last week. By confining my picking hand to the space between the front pickup and the end of the fretboard, and using a gentler attack than normal, I produced a sound that carried the band perfectly under two guitars, pedal steel, and fiddle. My 1965 Precision never left its case.
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