My rock and roll dreams...with my bass

I have a Ibanez copy of the classic Rickenbacker bass. I have no bass amp - only the guitar...and a dream. A dream of being on a stage, drenched in goat blood, eyes a-blaze, smoke machine pumping out a layer of fog, strobe lights flaring, and me with my bass, providing the bottom bedrock force to an apocalyptic juggernaut assault on the senses that makes people two states away wail and gnash their teeth at the impending Lovecraftian horror-insanity produced by my band's music's ravaging of their psychic defenses. I only need a drummer, a guitarist, maybe a keyboard player, a van, some sound equipment, and a 100 square mile contaminated chunk of land to set up our stage show. Of course, knowing how to play our instruments and writing songs will be in there, as well. But it's the attitude and the bass that will start it all off to begin the sonic attack. Get ready...