Dallas to Acworth

I spent the weekend waiting…somewhere in there I played two wedding receptions.

The first gig was in Dallas with Yacht Rock.  We flew out first thing Saturday morning--landed at DFW at before noon.  Unfortunately, we didn't load into the venue until 6:30 PM, so we killed off those hours with a big meal at a Mexican restaurant and a walk to Dealey Plaza.  Everybody should eat too much, walk around in 105 degree heat, and look at a bunch of pictures of JFK's blown out skull.  The Dallas experience.

it appears to be perfectly safe

Greg points out a spot where a bullet chipped the curb

I managed to get a nap in there while watching hurricane coverage.

The reception was at the House of Blues in Dallas--not in the main concert room, but in the restaurant part.  What a pathetic excuse for a music venue!  The stage was small (no big deal there), but the PA was pathetic (two mismatched monitors, sixteen channel board, and two Mackie SRM-450s hung from the ceiling for mains), and the guy overseeing the production spent more time looking at his phone than us.  I don't think he ever actually walked out in front of the band to hear what it sounded like.  Every sax solo felt like I was playing without a microphone.  It was very uninspiring.

The only things in the PA were vocals and saxophone, so who knows if it ever balanced with the stage sound.  I tend to doubt that my EWI/keyboards made it out into the room--I couldn't turn up too loud or I wouldn't be able to hear the rest of the band (plus the sax was prone to feedback).  The amp I was using was sitting in the corner and pumped out a ton of bass (plus I was in the corner--more bass!), and the stage had some low end resonance around C or D that was really irritating.  I left out some left hand stuff on the keyboard because of it.

What else can I bitch about…I ended up with a Nord 2 instead of a Nord 3.  I can definitely tell the difference now.  Yuck!  That amp wasn't as bad as the one I used at the House of Blues in Orlando, but it really didn't sound very good.  I missed my gear.  I had shitty reeds on both horns, I think, but everything about playing saxophone in there felt bad.

So…a pretty miserable gig, and I played like I was miserable.  It's a drag, too, because we were playing for a friend of the band who really loves us.  It could have been a lot more fun.

We saw a spectacular car crash (an Audi TT vs a Ford Expedition) in downtown Dallas on the way back to our hotel.

Lobby call was 6:30 AM.  I got about four hours of sleep.  A guy with a Super Bowl ring got on the plane, and then I fell asleep.

We were back in Atlanta around noon.  I went home, ate, and crashed for about four more hours on the couch.  An hour later I was on the way to a wedding reception in Acworth.

I played with most of the Yacht Rock guys in a cover band called Constantly Awesome.  It could have been called Six Feet Tall--Matt Reed played guitar--they made Bencuya and me look short and bald.

I was added onto the gig late last week to provide the Hora (why me?).  It was an easy gig.  I spent most of the gig playing tambourine and watching Bencuya.  Piece of cake.  Nice venue, too--Waterstone Restuarant on Main Street in Acworth.

Easy week this week.

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Bomb Night at the 10 High

Ahh, the 10 High.  It was tough to go back after last week's excitement.

I think we played ok.  I played well personally, but as a band we were pretty flat.  I had an awesome alto reed--right in that perfectly broken in moment in its life.  Unfortunately, there were only two alto songs on the setlist, though (and two tenor tunes).  Bummer.  The keyboard stuff was all good (we played Lonely Boy).  I was really comfortable with everything--I can't think of anything were I screwed up.  Probably the worst thing I did was to accidentally hit record on my Fantom a couple of times while we were playing Ride Like the Wind--the way my hand was shaped kept turning it (and the accompanying metronome) on.

Actually, the worst thing I did was on my flute solo for Lowdown.  I tried to think of it as A7 instead of E minor, and then I tried to play an altered scale over that (which was NOT an improvement), and then I thought I'd stick with it to see if my ear would adjust.  It did not.  I did not sound good…now I know.  E minor is better.  Stay inside!

Some of this happened:



Anyway…Good Luck Ganesh pulled us through on the money, even though it looked like the room never filled up.  Yay for that!

While we were packing up, the entire Dark Horse Tavern (10 High and the Warren Room included) were semi-evacuated because a crazy guy claimed he had a bomb.  It looked like a can of spraypaint to me, but I guess you can never be sure.  The bouncers were chasing him through the parking lot--not towards my truck!  Bencuya and I followed the parade (with Bencuya quoting Prince's 1999--"Mommy, why does everybody have a bomb?").  Soon enough he was in the back of a police cruiser.  Too much excitement.

Here's some stuff from the festival a few weeks ago.  An awesome picture by friend of the band Chad Hunter (of Moontower).

Also video of us playing Rosanna.  What a great mix!  That's me on organ, brass, and the synth solo.



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Yacht Rock Tour!

someone is strangling Greg

Last Tuesday night, Yacht Rock launched a short tour up to New York City.  Pretty cool, and wildly successful!

We left around 8 PM and spent Tuesday night in Charlotte.  There was no gig there, but we wanted to get a chunk of the driving out of the way.  Our ultimate goal of the first leg was to get to Washington DC, but it was too far to try and drive straight from Atlanta and then set up and play a gig.

Wednesday we drove to DC.  We arrived right around 6 PM (just in time for rush hour!) and loaded into a club call Saloun in Georgetown.  It was not much of a bar.  A really long shoebox of a room with a tiny stage, no PA, no lighting, flies in the restroom, broken windows…pretty nasty.  We did get to park the van right outside the front door, though, so I guess it wasn't all bad.

The promoter who hooked us up with the gig was informed at 6 that there was no PA.  It finally arrived three hours later--two main speakers, two monitors, one mixer, and some cables.  Not impressive!  I guess it would be acceptable to bitch about it being deficient, but if we had gotten the PA we would normally request, it wouldn't have fit on the stage.  Ahh yes, the stage…it was the size of a parking space.  Seven guys, all that equipment, and sidestepping do not fit.  Greg just about wore a hole in the wall with the headstock of his bass, and Dannells had to hold his guitar vertically if he needed to touch anything on his pedalboard.

We played well in spite of the circumstances, though it was super loud.  Only vocals were in the PA, so I had my amp cranked to try and get it out in the room, but my amp was two feet from my left ear.  Ear plugs helped, but it was just too much volume.

The DC crowd loved us.  We assured them that we would return in October--just not to Saloun!

well hello, blondie!

Afterwards, I dealt with three drunk idiots, one of whom was named Jonathan, who insisted (spraying me in the face with spittle over and over again) that I play I Still Believe from The Lost Boys.  We had the same conversation over and over and over…could I play that song?  Of course!  Will I play it at his friend's wedding?  Maybe!  At some point, Jonathan said that each of the three of them would pay me $500 to play it at the friend's wedding.   I was later able to get the money up to $1000.  I can't wait!

Later on, someone was in the restroom HURLING while I was changing back into my shorts.  Out comes Jonathan, but he walked right by me because I had taken my wig off (thankfully--would I now be sprayed with vomit spittle?).  I dodged the bullet momentarily;  he did recognize me later as we were loading the trailer--as he was falling out into the middle of the street.  "Hey…you're that guy!  You're gonna play I Still Believe, right?"  Right--$1,000.

We spent the night in Maryland.

Thursday morning we got up and drove to New York City.  Yay!  Staten Island to Brooklyn, under the tunnel, then up the FDR to the pier to play the Rocks off Hudson Cruise.  We did two sets while the boat went down the East River, around the Statue of Liberty, up the East River, and back to the pier.  I was thinking about Sonny Rollins and the Williamsburg Bridge, and this:



The cruise was pretty good.  The sound was really bad on stage, but the mix out front was not too bad.  It was loud, loud, loud--even the iPod that was playing on the break was distorting from the volume.

The food was terrible, and the woman who served the food was up to the task!  What an old witch!  We were doing her a favor by eating her pasta and meat grenades.  So much for New York being a food mecca.

The crowd was really good.  We were originally on a smaller boat, but some Yacht Rock super fan (I think a big guy from Google) bought all the tickets up and gave them to his friends, so the cruise company moved us to a larger boat, and then that one sold out.  They loved it and it was easy (except the load in/out was about half a mile down the pier!).  I hope we do it again, but we're going to need a bigger boat.

I spent a good chunk of the break talking to some hot chick about reeds.  She suggested I try Superials on alto.

We spent the night in White Plains.

Friday during the day I went into the city and hung out with my niece and sister.

That night, Yacht Rock played a private party at a country club in Westchester county country club (Willow Ridge).  Another easy gig, though the crowd was thin (eighty people?).  Easy, easy, though, and it ended a little early.

service with a smile

Saturday was the main event--a wedding in Brooklyn.  We got into the city pretty early, parked the van, and wandered around for a couple of hours.  I went and checked out my sister's old neighborhood--also where I lived for my time in New York.  Nothing has changed!

I played a gig here (upstairs restaurant)

The wedding ceremony and reception were at the Brooklyn Academy of Music.  Another small stage, but it sounded pretty good, and the people dug it.  One thing we'd never encountered was a union crew--the sound guys (maybe five of them?), loaded out gear in and out for us.  That was a nice plus.  The room was really cool looking.

The groom played drums the last song of the night--Ride Like the Wind.  Not too good.  Bride on cowbell.  Check the technique.

We spent the night in New Jersey.

Sunday, we drove all day and all night to get back to Atlanta.  Yay!

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The Greatest Yacht Rock Revival Ever (until next year!)

Pleaserock put on a festival:  The Greatest Yacht Rock Revival in the Universe!  It was a huge success.  Maybe 1,800 people showed up?  Something like that.  Awesome.

Peter Beckett (Player) rehearsing with Yacht Rock

Everybody played well, the sound was good, and the energy was great.  Check out these super awesome videos:






Yay!

A quick run down from my side:

1.  It was hot, and I noticed on the first song (Nights on Broadway) that the EWI was playing itself, so I had to back the breath control knob down.  At least it didn't cause weird MIDI glitches like it did Thursday night.

2.  The Starbuck reunion!  Wow!  The other guys from Starbuck had not spoken to lead singer Bruce Blackman in thirty years, but he showed up Saturday night unannounced, and they reconciled.  AND THEN he came up on stage and sang Moonlight Feels Right with us.  Unbelievable.  Highlight of the night.

3.  I don't know the chords behind the guitar solo of Walter Egan's Only the Lucky.  I thought I did.  I was wrong.  It's 1 4 5 1, 1 5 4 51, 1 4 5 1, 1 4 5 1.  I flipped those first two ( 1 5 4 51, 1 4 5 1), then just played a A and some bullshit.

4.  My keyboard (the Fantom on top) started making a horrible, high digital noise during You Should be Dancing.  I don't know why.  I just turned it on and off a couple of times, and reselected and saved the same string patch, and it went away.  Greeeeeaaaaaaat.  Just what I need with four gigs in a row coming up.

Sunday…I dragged myself off the couch a few hours after this and went to my church gigs.  Church gig number one featured the final performance by our drummer, Chris Wilkes, who is moving to Portland, Maine.  He will be missed!  This week, we had a horn section, so all I did was read charts.  I could get used to that.

After a nice long nap, church gig number two was ok.  I wish I'd recorded it, because I had a better mix this week.  I cut all the lows out and boosted the highs, and it was much clearer in the back of the room.  Live and learn.  Playing-wise, I was pretty bad.  Bad flute face, bad soprano reed.

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Friday Night Wedding

Yacht Rock played a Friday night wedding on the west side of Atlanta at some event space called Summerour.  Not a bad room by any means, but it was kind of a strange location for a wedding--kind of tucked behind Ikea.

The gig went really well.  We were discussing last night maybe recording some of our weddings, since we tend to play them with a bit more control than some of our live shows.  I agree.  This one was fun and sounded good, and we were spaced far apart on stage that I could hear and nothing was too loud.

The first dance for this one was Just the Way You Are.  I decided to tackle the solo on alto--I'd figured it out on tenor while playing in another band, but never tried it on the smaller horn.  It went ok;  my earlier attempts (at soundcheck) were a bit more accurate.  My pitch is not too good, either.  I wonder if I'm getting more sensitive to intonation, or getting more out of tune?

 Just the Way You Are sax solo by David B Freeman

I also recorded my solo on Biggest Part of Me.  It felt like I was really going to play an awesome solo, but I came up a little short.  I do like how I picked up the last phrase of the guitar at the beginning of my thing.  My reed was uncooperative on the really high stuff.  Lenny Pickett scoffs at me.

 Biggest Part of Me by David B Freeman

Anyway, this was a good gig, and we were out of there at midnight.  Easy load in, the room was air conditioned, and the people were friendly.

Big day today!  It's time for The Greatest Yacht Rock Revival in the Universe.  A few tickets are still available, so come out if you can.

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Coke and Yacht Rock

A friend of my wife's called from Coke a couple of weeks ago and booked my trio for a lunchtime gig at the world headquarters on North Avenue.  "What's this for?" I asked.  "Think of it as a random act of kindness" he said (for me or for Coke?).  They gave us a corner of the cafeteria, two hours, and a check.  Can't beat that!

I am here to say that there's no vibe in a cafeteria.  Our gig was a little flat, I thought.  Too early in the day and too many florescent bulbs.  Here's the audio…check it out:



Thursday night was Yacht Rock at the 10 High.  It was funny, but not much fun.

Here's some videos from last week's Park Tavern show:















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