I've dated a lot of musicians. Bass players are best.

If your inner groupie simply won't be stifled, snag yourself a four-stringed fella

Bass players make excellent partners for a multitude of reasons.
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If there were a Pocket Guide to Dating Musicians, it would read like this:

This species can best be viewed in its natural habitat, under the colored lights of nightclub stages — and in the drier months, anywhere there's free beer.At the front stands the lead singer, scientific name Egos maximus, a close relative of the peacock. Don't look him directly in the eye; he views this as a mating call and will rip his ironic T-shirt right off and begin caressing the mic suggestively if he thinks you're the slightest bit interested.To his left is the guitarist, Controli freakata, recognized in the wild by his rock-and-roll power stance, practiced indifference, and telltale markings: pants several sizes too small and bits of twine, locks of hair, and other strands of refuse wound round his wrist as boho jewelry. Beware: He is prone to depression; it's when he writes "his best stuff."And making all that racket at the back, on the riser, is the grinning drummer, Rhythm perspiratious, descended more recently than the rest of us from apes. This good-time boy is a competent multi-tasker, but frequently shamed by his bandmates for not knowing scales. Feeding habits: large meat sandwiches that he stores in the bass drum and gnaws on between songs.But hark. What is that intriguing breed on the right? The one standing in the shadows with the quiet intensity and the booming, low-slung bass? That, my boyfriend-shopping adventurers, is the extraordinary Fella perfectata from the genus Delicieux. His coat is less showy than the others', so he often goes unnoticed. Yet he's always there when you need him, steadily, deftly weaving the band's rhythm and melody into an impenetrable humming-thumping-humming-thumping musical fabric that — scientifically speaking — you just want to wrap yourself up in. Naked.

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Starshine Roshell

Starshine Roshell is a veteran journalist and award-winning columnist whose work has appeared in The Hollywood Reporter, New York Post and Westways magazine. She is the author of Keep Your Skirt On, Wife on the Edge and Broad Assumptions.