David Freeman Music

Our tour of Texas--before it gets too hot. Actually, it got really cold there for a day! Check it out: Thursday: Houston House of Blues. We flew to Houston early enough to take a long lunch before load in. Around 4:30, the gear started coming up from the street.  I'm trying to think of the last House of Blues we were in that didn't sound that great...maybe New Orleans? This stage is really nice. There was still time to kill after soundcheck, so I went for a short run around the city. The weather was overcast and low 70s, which felt pretty good. So, on to the gig...which was just really sloppy. We were tripping over each other all night. It was not good. I couldn't wait to get off stage. Friday: We had a private event scheduled in Stafford, TX tonight as the monetary anchor of the trip. Stafford is right outside of Houston, so we had most of the day to kill. I did some more exploring on foot. The fundraiser was at a place called t...

Some different stuff this weekend! Dig it: Thursday: Yacht Rock road tripped to Athens to play the Talking Heads' Stop Making Sense  at the Georgia Theatre. Most importantly (to me), this was the debut of my new Prophet 6 synthesizer--a pretty awesome machine, especially considering how small my role is in this show. I shopped around and considered several different synths (price tags and analog vs. virtual analog) before finally biting the bullet. This is the real thing. Highlights from the post-soundcheck pre-gig run... Saved By the Band opened with a very strong set of covers. The room was nowhere close to full, but there were enough people there to give us some positive feedback--maybe 300 in attendance? That was just fine, as we needed a shot at this show before our Friday night back in Atlanta. Once I got going, I was fine, but I blanked on the first thing I was supposed to play, and I just stood on stage thinking, "Why does this sound...

The Yacht Rock Revue spent last weekend in Florida (central and north, I should say). The weather was perfect, which means we probably escaped right before the heat and humidity arrived. Friday: Orlando! We were once again at the House of Blues at Disney. I still wish we were closer to the city, but daaaaaammmnn this room sounds good. Like, so good that I would almost forget to play my parts because I was just listening. I went for a short run before the gig, and there were people lined up around the building. Aaaaaaaand...holy cow! There were something like 1,100 people at our gig. It was packed! According to Pete, it was technically a sell out because the floor was completely full, but there was some kind of thing where they could've made some more room in the balcony?...I don't know. It was a frickin' TON of people, they loved it, and the room sounded fantastic. I might also say that we collectively collectively kicked ass. This was the most fun I've...

Last weekend was maybe a little different from our usual routing, as we began north of Chicago, then hit Indianapolis, headed north again to a private party in Lafayette, Indiana, and then flew home to play an Unplugged show at Venkman's in Atlanta. As for me, it was sleep on the plane, sleep in the van, sleep in the hotel room. Thursday: Where in the hell is Palatine, Illinois? North of Chicago--north of Evanston, too. We played a St. Patrick's Day kickoff on Thursday night at Durty Nellie's.  Kind of a strange gig--the stage sounded good, the crowd (maybe 200?) was solid and enthusiastic, but I think the Thursday night/unfamiliar town thing got to me. I guess I could never shake the "Wait-what day is it and where are we?" feeling. From what I recall, we played pretty well--no disasters. Friday: I-65 between Chicago and Indianapolis. Mellencamp to the max. Rain on the scarecrow, blood on the plow, little pink houses--all that shit. Back a...