Here’s the long story short:
I lusted after Carvin basses for years. Finally bought a Carvin B4, loved it but made a dumb decision to sell it. Immediately regretted it. Buyer sold it, I tried to get it back, but couldn’t because he was a tool. Later his buyer sold it, I bought it back before anyone else could buy it. It was a happy day for me, my Carvin returned home.
During that process, I also acquired a Fender Player Jazz which I have come to love. Surprising, because I’d never been a “Fender guy” and until this year actively avoided Fender-style basses.
Here’s the ironic part: I still love the B4 and will never sell it, but I greatly prefer playing the Jazz. The Jazz both feels better (that satin maple neck with the gloss maple freboard is amazing) and sounds better to me. Like, I’ll be playing my Jazz, and then I’ll get this pang of “I really should be playing the Carvin… I love that thing and put so much money and effort into getting it back”. Then I’m playing the Carvin and can’t help but think, “wow, man, I’d much rather be playing the Jazz, it’s such a better player.”
Seems weird to me that I’d rather play a bass I traded for on a lark than one I actually pursued and wound up buying twice.