Hey Monday!

Hey…it's Monday again!  Another weekend has blown past.

Thursday:  Yacht Rock played at the Georgia Theatre for Halloween, performing all of Michael Jackson's Thriller and then a set of 70s/80s stuff.

We wore the Ghostbusters outfits for Thriller.

Oops!  As we walked on stage, I noticed that my stack of charts had been blown onto the floor by the air conditioner.  Aaaaagh!  I think I could probably make it through the album without them, but I like the short term memory bump.  Thankfully, there were enough 10 second spaces in the first few songs that I gradually got them back in order.

I actually played a really good sax solo on Lady in My Life for the first time in years.

The Yacht Rock set was our usual stuff.  We've been playing Kiss You All Over and Love Will Keep Us Together, both of which I enjoy playing (though I bombed the solo for the latter).

Nice crowd!   440 people through the door.  I heard that UGA was on fall break, so maybe not everybody was in town.  Athens seemed really dead.

The Georgia Theatre is a fantastic room--looks cool, sounds good, and the crew helps load the gear.

One bad thing:  by the end of the gig, my elbows, forearms, and hands were hurting--the sore, tender, tendonitis/ulnar nerve kind of problem.  Not good.  I couldn't fall asleep until I took some Advil.

Friday:  We spent the night in Athens and then headed to Charleston to play the Music Farm.  Half the trip was through middle-nowhere-Georgia until we finally jumped on the interstate.

The Music Farm is a really cool venue!  We played a great show (including TWO encores!) for over 300 people.  Not bad for our first time in Charleston.  The crew also helped load gear in and out.

I ate at Basil Thai Restaurant, just down the street.  Totally awesome, but then again I'm genetically predisposed to like anything served with white rice.

I sat at the bar (which obviously faces the kitchen).  What a cool set up!  The two woks stay on the fire the whole time.  A water spigot is right above each one, so after each dish, they wash the wok and their tools right there, dump it in the moat around the fire, and move on to the next thing.  Very cool to watch.

We added the Blue Swede version of Hooked on a Feeling (ooga chuckas and all), which we had learned last weekend for the wedding.  It went over well.



More forearm and elbow problems (though the back of my hands didn't hurt like the previous evening).    Advil in the morning, Advil in the evening.  Once again, my arms were so uncomfortable that I had to take medicine to dull them enough that I could sleep.

Saturday:  the final gig on this trip was a birthday party in Anderson, South Carolina.  We had Kip and Zach running sound for us on this one.

The stage was really small and I had no monitor, so Kip ran me a line into the open channel on my mixer--voila!  My amp is also my monitor!  Kip is super awesome.

As quickly as possible, we loaded out and headed back to Atlanta.  I slept most of the way.

Sunday:  my AM church gig was pretty good.  I was able to get a spot in with the rest of the band, which makes a big difference for me--I'm not playing into the back of the preacher's head (or the bandleader's), and I can hear everybody so much better.  A win!

My PM church gig had a problem with the main speakers.  The far side/left side isn't working.  I would suspect somebody's been tinkering with the main set up and has accidentally panned everything to the right side, and now can't get it back to the center position.  You'd think that the biggest Catholic church in the diocese would have a dedicated audio pro to make sure that everything always sounded perfect, but instead...we have volunteers.

My flute face is either really bad, or my flute is really out of whack.

A guy and his girlfriend were really amused by my performance (both of them gesturing towards me and talking and laughing, and mimicking playing flute).  Do you get paid to go to church?  I do.

I also had the chance to drop the line "Throw me the idol, I throw you the whip!"  You've got to use it when you get the chance.



Monday:  I woke up today (Monday) without pain in my arms.  Maybe I'm allergic to the keyboard.

We're at Smith's Olde Bar this Friday, performing a set of Beatles stuff (with some new ones--it's time to write some more horn charts!).

Trio Gig

It's kind of rare that I pull up to a hotel in Atlanta and say, "Hmm, I've never played here before."  And yet there I was last night at the Sheraton Gateway (which is immediately south of the airport, kind of tucked in between the park and ride and the 5th runway) for a trio gig with Kevin Smith (bass) and Kenny Banks Jr (keyboard).

This one was supposed to go 5:30-9, but nothing happened at 5:30, so we waited and eventually things started getting cranked up at 6.  We did an hour and a half in the pre function area (nice natural reverb), then took about a half hour for speeches, toasts, and us to move our gear into the ballroom, and then we played another hour.  No sweat.

Here's the audio.  We tried a new tune of mine, titled Angel with a Tail.  When Reggie died in June, the  emergency vet sent us a condolences card.  In it was one of Reggie's paw prints with that inscription.  Long live the Reggie Dog!  We approached the tune like it was an Impulse era Coltrane ballad.



We were (thankfully) ignored for the entire gig, except for the jackass who came up right before the last tune and said, "You don't expect us to dance, do you?"  In the words of Goldfinger...

This Past Weekend's Adventures

Yacht Rock is staying really busy…this past weekend being no exception.

Friday:  we played at Paris on Ponce for a Cystic Fibrosis benefit.  I think I've finally figured out how to get from the front door to the stage without getting lost.  Things were so much better when you could drive up to the doors next to the stage!

This room has its charms;  stage lighting is not one of them!  It's really dark, even more so when you're wearing sunglasses.  Honorable mention:  the phone booth of a dressing room, which also serves as a passage for servers between the kitchen and the room.  It also houses a toilet and sink, and we had to fight off people who were presumably too lazy to walk to the real restrooms.

Mark Cobb debuted his new/vintage Tequila Sunrise Vistalite drums.  You can read about them here.  Very cool looking.  We picked them up in NYC on our last trip--the seller delivered them from Montreal.

Other fun:  two ladies entered our dressing room with the great idea that what we do is so amazing that we should franchise it and cash in.  We tried to explain that there was more to it than just finding another band to play the same set list, but she wasn't hearing it.  Have you heard about the Yacht Rock Schooner?  I tried really hard to fart while all nine of us were stuffed into the dressing room…of all the times to come up empty!

We loaded out in the freezing cold around the stream of pee from the drunk guy.  Thanks for that.

Saturday:  where is Bluffton, GA?  We left mid morning to get down there (halfway between Columbus, GA, and Tallahassee, FL), to play a wedding for a 10 High alumni.

The reception was held in a giant tent on a quail hunting farm.  Agh!  Open tent!  Bugs during the day, freezing cold at night.  It was beautiful, though.  Our green room was in the tack room for the horses.

They also had two HUGE mules that were at least six feet at the shoulder.

This gig was a bit unusual because we played a jazz trio set for the cocktail hour, which we've never done before.  A nice warm up for me before the main gig, though as the sun went down, my hands got more and more stiff.

Other than that, it was a pretty standard gig.  No Pete on this one, but we covered his vocals as best we could.

My hands got really cold and my horns got really flat.  Other than that, my gear worked fine.

Both gigs had Kip running sound, and he was gracious enough to drive us home from this one (I slept).  We got back to Atlanta around 4 AM.  We divided the gear and went home.  I went to bed around 5:30 AM.

Sunday:  up at 7 AM!  I slept in the van, but I still felt really bad.  My AM church gig was pretty normal--nothing really to report.  I went home and crashed for a few hours.

My PM church gig was ok;  it went a little long because of some special ceremonial stuff.  This was the Sunday where they were introducing the candidates for church membership.  Somebody (I guess) thought it would be really dramatic to have there be a knocking at the church door, and then the altar boys would open the doors and the new people would file in.  Instead, the four big bangs on the church doors scared the shit out of just about everybody in the congregation.

Frills and Thrills

Yacht Rock was at the Variety Playhouse Saturday night for our annual performance of Michael Jackson's Thriller.

Due to the Little 5 Points Halloween Parade, we had to come up Euclid from Inman Park instead of Moreland, and then beg our way through multiple checkpoints, and then avoid several pedestrians.  Somehow, we all squeezed through before the cops shut everything down.

So…we sold out the Variety!  Yay!  Very cool.  Our opening set was ten early 90s pop tunes (Bell Biv DeVoe, Janet Jackson, Color Me Badd, etc).  Not my favorite music by any means!  We nailed it though, mostly because Nick made insanely good tracks to which we played along for every song.  We couldn't have pulled it off without them.

There were a few technical glitches--we got a little off on Miss You Much (the phrase going into the chorus section is longer than normal);  Bencuya's Fantom (keyboard) rebooted a couple of times mid-show (which is always terrifying).  He had a keytar MIDI'ed into it, and maybe that was causing the problem.  Also our outfits (dress shirts, bow ties, cardigans, baseball caps) were kind of warm!

Big debut of my new bari sax mouthpiece (the Detroit Rock model from Vigilante Mouthpieces) on My Prerogative.  I've been playing the same mouthpiece since college, and I decided to get something a little more in tune with my current style of playing.  It's really awesome.  I'm excited about playing it some more.

Why is there bari sax in this song?  Did Bobby Brown owe somebody money?

My solo at the end of this was some bluesy bullshit.  I ended up in front of the monitors but behind the main PA in a sonic no man's land where I felt very exposed…playing bari sax on a Bobby Brown song…in front of a thousand people…oops.

Our Thriller set went pretty well, especially since our rehearsals were focused mainly on the first set stuff.  I had a couple of tunes where I needed a chart (and had a chart), but the stage was dark and I couldn't see!

More technical problems…the "butt kicker" that Cobb uses as part of his monitor failed, and my EWI went dead for a second while I was sitting there.  I turned it off and turned it back on and it was fine.  What the hell was that?

My alto solo at the end of Lady in my Life was, as in past years, musical diarrhea.  Kind of a "Here's a saxophone--play a solo NOW!" feeling after not playing any saxophone earlier in the set.

Sunday:  for the first time in five weeks, I was back on my AM church gig, playing both morning services.  This one had a horn section for the morning one--some fun sight reading.

In the second service, I got to play over Dustin's super hip arrangement of some song with the teen choir, and then blew over a gospel thing.  Dustin's thing sounded like Vince Guaraldi.

It's good to be back!  This was a fun morning.  I found out I even have my own robe now (for whenever we play the second service).  Welcome to the big leagues!

My PM gig was not bad.  After a long time, I finally found a good soprano reed.  It feels like it's been months of struggling.  My flute playing, however, has gone to shit after a couple of weeks of neglect.

On the mixing side of things, one of the singers accidentally turned off her mic (it has a switch on the microphone).  After the song, I reached over and turned it back on.  Before the next song, she told me she didn't think it was working, and I explained that she'd turned it off but I'd turned it back on.  She sang another one, and again said it wasn't working, so I bumped up the fader and the gain.  She still wasn't satisfied, so I pushed her fader all the way off and turned off the other three singers (I'm sure one harmony vocal full blast sounded great out front).  The band leader said she was too loud, so I put everybody back, but left her gain on the high side.  In the next song, he mic started clipping…I let it distort for the whole refrain and then backed it down.  Fun with singers…

Upcoming gigs!

October 31, Georgia Theater (Athens, GA)
November 1, Music Farm (Charleston, SC)
November 8, Smith's Olde Bar (Atlanta, GA)--Please Pleaserock Me
November 17, House of Blues (San Diego, CA)
November 27, Egyptian Ballroom (Atlanta, GA)
December 6, Mercy Lounge (Nashville, TN)
December 14, Variety Playhouse (Atlanta, GA)
January 4, House of Blues (Los Angeles, CA)

Driving in the Rain

Yacht Rock was on the road this past weekend.  Lots of driving in the rain, almost raining, or recently stopped raining.  We also played shows in Falls Church, VA (Washington DC area), New York City, Annapolis, and Charlotte.

Wednesday:  We drove all afternoon and night (in the rain) to get to Arlington, VA, where we camped for the night in a hotel.  Arriving around 1 AM, we just missed witnessing a hit pedestrian on the opposite street corner.

Thursday:  More rain, so we spent the day hanging out until our show at the State Theatre in Falls Church, VA.

I think this was our best crowd at the State Theatre--maybe 150 people?  It looked decently full for a Thursday night with crappy weather.

I opened my sax case to find that the screw that holds the bottom of my EWI on had fallen off.  Great!  Gaff tape to the rescue, and hopefully everything holds together until I can get home.  My tenor also felt stuffy, like I was only getting part of each note.  It was most definitely a leak.  Also nothing I could really address until we get back to Atlanta.  Until then, blow harder and squeeze harder!  Not the way I wanted to start this run of shows.

Friday:  we were supposed to leave Arlington at 10:30 AM, but the van was blocked in by two random assholes.  The hotel said that we were parked on city property, so Arlington would have to tow it.  Arlington came and checked it out, and said that the hotel should tow it (and then left).  The hotel said that if the city would give a written statement saying that it was the hotel's problem, the hotel would call a tow truck.  After a one hundred minute delay, we decided to try and wiggle out (and if we caused any damage to either car, so be it).  Immediately, some jerk came running from across the street to move the car behind us.

We stopped outside of Baltimore for food.  This place is great!

The trip up to New York had more rain.  It also took us about six hours, leaving us about an hour to load in, set up, and soundcheck before the doors opened.  Who wants some stress before a big show in New York City?

This show was, of course, really great.  New York brings out the best in us.  I believe there were around 450 people there.  Unlike last time, I don't think any of them were having sex during our show.

 After load out, we celebrated with pizza and beer.

Saturday:  we awoke in Secaucus, NJ, and headed down the New Jersey Turnpike (in the sunshine!) for our next gig in Annapolis, MD.  Dear Secaucus:  why does my spell check think you are misspelled?  Neither my phone nor my desktop like your name.

Nice weather for the drive (for a change!).

Sopranos reference

Our show was at Rams Head in Annapolis.  Rick Springfield also plays shows at Rams Head.  We're in good company.

We loaded in and sound checked and then the rain began.  It finally let up before we started our gig.

Coming from the Grammercy, we were a bit skeptical of the room we were playing--this Rams Head looks more like a comedy club than a concert venue.  They added a dance floor for us, but it was off to the side of the stage (behind me).  Everywhere else there were tables and chairs.  For the first half of the show, people sat and listened intensely, and there was silence before each song.  Later on (when the BeeGees stuff came on), a line of people hit the dance floor and it remained pretty full for the remainder of the gig.  It was cool, though, that people were checking us out--listening to us play!--instead of drunkenly screaming at us at every opportunity.

This crowd was different (and a good bit older, on average), but they were very appreciative and enthusiastic.  We took lots of pictures and made lots of friends.

Sunday:  our trip down to Charlotte was not too bad, though the rain came and went repeatedly.  We hit another good Mexican restaurant in Durham.

We hadn't played the Visulite Theatre (home of the long delay on the vocals) in a while--the last time was immediately after a severe ice storm.  This time we were up against it being a Sunday night, and apparently Queen City Church.

Not a bad show!  The front of house guy still likes a lot of delay, but the stage sounded good, and we played pretty well.  There were a 125 people there, I'd guess--a decent crowd for that size room.

We ended the night with a trip to Waffle House.

Monday:  we drove home.  The end of the road.