Friday Night in Nashville

Friday night Yacht Rock played in Nashville at the Mercy Lounge, opening for Space Capone.  The show was sold out--we've come a long way from our first gig in that room, which had maybe a hundred people, most of whom seemed to confused by us.

The gig was good.  No disasters to report.  It was really hot with all those people in there, and super loud--my amp could not keep up with the volume.

We spent the night (as always) at the Best Western on Music Row.  Pick's (the dive bar next to the lobby) was quite a scene at 3 AM.

I have a busy week coming up.  See you on the other side.
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Thursday

Last night Yacht Rock played our usual gig at the 10 High.  Not much to report from a band perspective--it was business as usual, and business was good.  Ganesh played drums, but Mark Cobb sat in on most of the first set.

For me, last night was the debut of my new (used) keyboard, a Roland Fantom X6.  I had no problems, other than one of my sounds did not have much attack, so I changed it.  Ooo...I was showing Dannells all the splits I'd set up, and somehow I changed the tuning of the entire keyboard!  Yikes!  Right before we started, I turned if off and turned it on again and things were fine.

Even better than the new keyboard was the Marshall cabinet behind my gear.  Last night I put my amp up there, and it changed the gig!  All of the sudden, I could hear my saxophone on stage.  For previous gigs it was down on the floor in the corner, and when I went out to play a solo it was very quiet.  If I tried to turn it up, it would feed back when I got back to the keyboards.  Last night, I could hear my horns GREAT!  So awesome, and no feedback.  I'm looking forward to our next 10 High gig just so I can do that again.  I may have to invest in an amp stand.

We're off to Nashville.  Mercy Lounge, here we come!
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July 3 and 4

Saturday, July 3, I played a set with the Schooner in LaGrange, approximately seventy miles south of Atlanta.  From what I heard, we played for someone's twenty-fifth birthday.  All I know was that it was in somebody's backyard, and the house and yard were Southern Living immaculate.

We debuted two new songs--Diamond  Girl and Arthur's Theme (Best That You Can Do).  Both were a little shakey, but for a first attempt in public, they went fine.  I did my part, botching the solo on Arthur's.  As is usual with the Schooner, all my stuff was in the first set, so I got back home around the time they finished the gig.

I went to bed around 1-1:30 AM and got up at 5 AM.  We (Yacht Rock) had to be in Piedmont Park at 6 AM to load for the Peachtree Road Race.  We played as the crowds finished the race and the awards were finished, approximately 8:30 AM til 11 AM.

It was a terrific gig (other than the time frame!).  The sound was terrific;  the crew was pleasant;  the monitors were cool.  At 7:30 AM we did a soundcheck, and I played some nasty split-tone altissimo Bb's that were deafeningly loud through the PA.  That was awesome.

We loaded out across the park at the Park Tavern parking lot around noon.  We were not expected at Turner Field for the game until 1:30, so Bencuya, Dannells, and myself went to Dannells' house to change clothes and eat.  We ended up hitting the Felini's in Candler Park.  From there, we made our way to the Braves stadium for the biggest show of our lives.

Our first stop was the field to rehearse the National Anthem.  Crazy.  I was surprised that the grass is as short as it is.  The field is immaculate.  We sang a couple of times (through the mics--we were audible all the way over where the Olympic torch is on the other side of Fulton County Stadium!), and the fighter plane guys timed us for coordinating with the pilots for the flyover.

Here's video of the rehearsal:



We went and set up on the stage (on wheels) in the tunnel.  A quick soundcheck and we were done.

Up in the box we hung out for a bit, changed clothes, and ate before we headed down to a holding room before the Star Spangled Banner.  The escorted us onto the field, and here's how it went:



What a moment!  I wasn't nervous at all, but I was so totally focused on singing that I don't remember anything about being out there.  It was amazing, though.

Back to our box;  we watched the Braves lose to the Marlins 3-2.  Right at the end of the game I went back down to the tunnel, and once the gate opened in right field I rode the stage out onto the field.

Here are some videos from our performance:







What a night!
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Wednesday/Thursday/Friday

There's a lot going on this week/weekend, and I'm right in the middle of it.

Wednesday night, we played Please Pleaserock Me, which if you don't know is the Yacht Rock guys (plus Jason Pellett on trumpet) playing Beatles stuff and songs from their solo records.  It's pretty fun.  The gig is really easy for me...basically, I have horn section charts and we just read 'em down.  For some reason, I couldn't really get me head into what we were doing.  It wasn't disinterest so much as the blahs.  The gig went fairly well, and we had a decent crowd.

Thursday night was the Yacht Rock Revue at the 10 High--our usual Thursday nighter.  The place was packed, which is always nice!

I still had the blahs heading into this one.  The first few songs were a little "are we really playing?"  Mentally, I had not yet arrived.  Thus, I missed the return to the intro on Grease.  Nice.  It took about half a set to find a groove.

Ganesh Giri Jaya played drums (and Dereck Murphy sat in a couple).  I couldn't really get into what either was playing.  Everything was too laid back--not enough kicking ass!

Mark Bencuya played a really terrific synth solo on Hey 19, reminiscent of his solo on I Wanna Be Your Lover from the Reagan Rock prom.  Other than that, it was business as usual.

After the gig (at 2 AM!), I met up with a guy over by the Dekalb County Jail and purchased his Roland Fantom X6.  I am one step closer to being like Bencuya!

Speaking of which, Bencuya paid me the compliment of the year in telling me how much I have improved as a keyboardist.  Brandon Still left us last July to join Blackberry Smoke, and Bencuya says that in listening to the recordings from last fall and then listening to the latest stuff he can hear a huge difference in my ability.  Great news!  I'm glad it's making a difference.

Friday night, the Yacht Rock Revue played at the Park Tavern as part of the Summer Concert Series.  This is our favorite place to play right now--the stage is a good size, the sound is impeccable, and the crowds are always enthusiastic.  We did our thing last night and they loved it.

A few personal highlights:  I played piano on You're So Vain, and it was the best I'd ever played it.  I was rockin'!  It was awesome.  I had a great time playing the clav part on Peg behind Mark Dannells' solo--while I was playing, I imagined Bencuya listening to it 6 weeks from now and wondering what in the hell I was doing!  I played organ on Footloose and fell in love with the overdrive knob on the keyboard.  I was extremely audible, let's just say.

Mark Cobb was back, and he was on fire.  I LOVE playing with Cobb.  He was killin' it.  He made the entire band better.

We're singing the national anthem Sunday evening at the Braves game, so we tried it tonight.  It went pretty well.  I got a little off.  We practiced it in the dressing room and it was solid, but I wandered around in the middle.  Gotta fix that before we step on the field!

I am with the Yacht Rock Schooner tonight.  Debuting Arthur's Theme (Best that You Can Do).  Oh yeah!
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Tuesday Quartet

Wow!  Another amazing night playing with my friends.  Tyrone Jackson on keyboard, Kevin Smith on bass, and Marlon Patton on drums.

Tonight we tried a new tune of mine (twice).

Here's the audio:



Here's a few photos of the very hip backdrop:

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The Loft

Yacht Rock played a gig last night at The Loft on West Peachtree (part of the Center Stage/Vinyl complex).  I'd never played there before (I played a sad little solo sax gig out front years ago), so I was excited to see the inside.  The Loft, it turns out, is a big concrete bunker--not a great room at all.  It makes me wonder why the front of house added so much reverb on everything when we were basically playing in a cave.

The gig was for Have a Heart Foundation.  While we were setting up, a few speakers told their stories to the audience.  It was pretty incredible stuff.  While I was plugging stuff in, a woman told of how her son died in the hospital and gave away his organs (and he helped something like thirty people because of it).  The next lady got up and said that she was walking around with THAT GUY'S HEART!  Wow.  Amazing!

The sound on stage was not very good.  I don't know if it was because of all the concrete or the fact that the stage was hollow or just bad mixing, but there was this low-mids ring that roared through every song.  Once we got up to volume, it was difficult to hear very well because it was so prominent (at least to me) on stage.  My other thought is that sound guys these days are so used to hearing two guitars, bass, and a thrashing drummer that they don't quite know what to do with a band like us.

Ganesh got tripped up again on the beginning of 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover, and Kevin Spencer took a wrong turn (vocally) on Ride Like the Wind.  We spoke on the break about how the mind really starts to mess with you on stuff like that.  It's the same thing for me in the breakdown of Lonely Boy--because I messed it up a week ago on the Schooner gig, now the voice in my head REALLY goes crazy as we approach that section and I can't shut it up.  I start analyzing what I'm playing, and suddenly I'm paralyzed and can't remember what I'm doing.  I wonder how many times I have to play it correctly (on a gig--practicing it doesn't fix it) before I can get past that.  It's a hurdle that must be cleared.  Same thing with Sailing--we really need to play that song about a dozen times so that I can erase the fear of the intro.  Playing it on my own a million times (which I have done since the Variety Playhouse disaster) will not cure me.
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Thursday

Last night was extra exciting for me--it was my big debut playing Lonely Boy with the A band.  Up til now I've only played it (twice) with the B band at Wild Wing Cafes way outside of the perimeter.  Since Nick was not there (Kevin Spencer subbing), we were able to add it to the set list.  It went really well, if I do say so myself!  The spot in the breakdown where'd I'd messed up last weekend came and went without a hitch (as we approached that part of the song, I was suddenly very aware of how much I was sweating!).  No problems, though.  I was pumped.  It was fun.  

On saxophone, I had one of those "do no wrong" kind of nights.  My solo on Biggest Part of Me was definitely one of the five best attempts I'd ever had at that song.  Everything I played sounded right and logical, and I had no technical hang ups.  I felt like I could have gone on another five minutes and still played meaningful stuff.  It was very cool.  

It's worth mentioning that Mark Dannells played some really terrific stuff in his solos on How Long.  Later on in the evening he had a "so bad it's almost good" note in Ride Like the Wind.  You've got to go for it!

Kevin dared me to do something to destroy Baker Street, so the last time through the sax part, I played my part a half step higher than the band.  I assure you, it sounded unbelievably bad.  Don't try it.  It'll make your toes curl.  We loved it.

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