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And for the record, I'd love to jam with you! I think it would be great! (For me, that is. You'd probably utter more than one "What the...." )Groove-on, bro!
And for the record, I'd love to jam with you! I think it would be great! (For me, that is. You'd probably utter more than one "What the...." )Groove-on, bro!
In a complimentary way....You'd probably utter more than one "What the...." )
This thread reads like a jazz song. Starts out everyone playing together then we take off on the tangents, then (the bass player story) brings us back on track and the song gets back to where it started.
Yeah, it’s sorta like a conversation amongst friends, isn’t it?
That's exactly what it is.Yeah, it’s sorta like a conversation amongst friends, isn’t it?
You’ve inspired me, Vaughn. That’s exactly what keeps popping up in my musical life that keeps the fire burning. You’ve inspired me so much, I’ll share something personal that I wasn’t going to publicize...
This was posted in another private forum to protect people’s privacy, so I’ll sanitize it enough to share.
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Last month, my band had had a long period of quiet; so much so that Mike the Drummer and I needed to get something together to keep the musical muscles in shape. Mike went after a bassist that we both know and figure we could do the power trio thing during our band hiatus. Very cool!
The monster bassist wasn't available, so Mike made a visit down the street from his house to a childhood friend of his, Chris, who apparently also plays bass. "Why didn't you mention him before?" instantly came out of my mouth. Mike proceeded to explain that Chris had a hard time with keeping time - kind of essential for a bassist - but could keep up for just jamming. So we invited him over.
Before the jam day, Mike called and explained Chris' back story because he wanted me to know what to expect and allow me to gracefully back out, if I wanted. Chris had been the victim of a mugging when he was about 18. He was beaten severely, nearly killed him. It took him months to physically recover, which he did, but mentally, he still carried scars. He suffered severe brain injuries that impact much of his life. He's slow to communicate and to process normal things that we take for granted. Before the incident, he loved playing bass. After, it remained one of the few pieces of his previously normal life that he can cling to. Once I heard the story, there was no way we couldn't meet! Music is the element that brings everyone together.
We played the first time for about 2 hours and Chris was pretty nervous. Talking and joking and playing was the best way to break the ice and get him comfortable to play to his potential. So we got together the next weekend. I learned how to set the pace, give him lots of lead-in to a progression, let him follow my hands and listen to how Mike and I interacted. At first, he's a little lost at every new song, but when you listen to the recordings, he gels with us then starts to let go and do his own thing. While playing, I noticed this to a degree and had a blast, as did both of the others, but it was listening to one particular song that put a lump in my throat. This particular track is NOT about me, so try to block out my playing (trust me, it’s forgettable)...pay attention to the bass. In the beginning, it's all over the place. We quickly reviewed the progression before the recording starts, but it was maybe 60 seconds of showing him the chords and basically the rhythm. I kept it to 2 chords to make is simple and worked with a practice progression I've noodled with for a a few months. I had never played anything but the basic chords, rhythm and 2 riffs before and never with anyone else, the rest spawned from the jam.
The FULL Order Please
You can almost hear when his damaged line of thought syncs with us. He struggles with staying consistent, causing a big struggle for both Mike and myself, which is evident by the numerous rhythmic F-ups on my part. We'd lock eyes and reestablish a solid lock on 1 a few times, which is also apparent. At the time, I was pleased with everyones' teamwork but we had no idea that Chris was working so hard to play his part until we listened to the results.
The music we played aligned something between us that I never realized was possible. Earlier in my life, I worked on product research involving sound therapy for many brain-related issues, but I hadn't experienced something as complex and definitive as this. I'm stunned and amazed.
Great post Boogie!! Not to mention the tack! Like a few of our other " vintage" brethren... I had some serious flash backs for a few minutes...then Sergio's description of the "mound" snapped me back to reality...it was an adventure in more than one way back in the day! Thanks for the post and the trip back in time! Good stuff!
hmm, I thought it was drummers that we were supposed to make fun of.taking all my energy not to make a tasteless anti-bass player joke, but know that if i thought it it was thought out of love. bow down to the BASS, babies, and best to your friend.
Drummers first, guitarists not playing PRS second, then bassists.hmm, I thought it was drummers that we were supposed to make fun of.
Drummers first, guitarists not playing PRS second, then bassists.
Where do we stand on singers?’
They're OK if they bring their own mic.Where do we stand on singers?’
Where do we stand on singers?’
Depends if you're dating or married.Where do we stand on singers?’
On their necks.
Depends if you're dating or married.
It’s funny how you guys had this flashback! Didn’t realize that growing up in the 70s would define me stylistically, so much. Very interesting. The black light posters, the music (and in the day, the girls were all about disco), the making out...man, that takes me back. Ironically, I used my least expensive (before spending $$$ on pickups) guitar - SE245 - and the Kemper. Mike took it a cool direction and probably set the real vibe. Oh, and no girl used a razor on anything but arm pits and legs.Great post Boogie!! Not to mention the tack! Like a few of our other " vintage" brethren... I had some serious flash backs for a few minutes...then Sergio's description of the "mound" snapped me back to reality...it was an adventure in more than one way back in the day! Thanks for the post and the trip back in time! Good stuff!
10 years in a band and I’ve never experienced that once. That’s also why the 10 will not become an 11. Infinitely better to spend the time creating my own music alone, rather than smoking the water or backing the black to death (aka glorified jukebox on stage).Those moments when the spark of inspiration ignites and starts a fire. Individuals all doing their thing to stoke the fire and build it into something great.