David Freeman Music

The Yacht Rock Revue played a mixer at the Piedmont Driving Club last night.  Expensive pussy.  Lots of hot, ultra rich women as far as the eye could see.  There was also a crazy lady who terrorized Mark Dannells for a while (much to my enjoyment). So guess who played a wrong note in the fuckin' Maneater solo?  What the hell is wrong with me? In my defense, I will say that the sound on stage was kind of strange, and when I went up to play the solo, almost the only thing I could hear was Bencuya's synth (but not really the rhodes) and some drums, and I felt like I might be in the wrong place and maybe my mic wasn't on. Everything else was cool and they loved us.  Easy gig! davidfreemanmusic.net

The Yacht Rock Revue played our final show at The Ivy Buckhead last night.  We did our Dazed and Confused stuff, so lots of two guitar/one keyboard stuff.  I spent a lot of time doing nothing.  For the first couple of nothing songs, I turned the volume all the way down on my keyboard and just pretended, but even that got kind of lame.  I watched a lot of Sportscenter…I saw Trent Richardson and Ryan Tannehill's pro day workouts multiple times. In the second set, I played on four of the songs--one was just tambourine, and one was a wurly part that isn't on the original (so that I would have something to do!).  So…lots of time watching the band.  We did play Whatever Gets You Through the Night .  That was cool.  My other great highlight was sneaking in the intro to Amoreena before the second set.  Thanks to Mark Bencuya to launching my obsession with this song. davidfreemanmusic.net

I did my two church gigs this Sunday.  It was kind of nice getting home earlier last night--I wasn't as tired (or grumpy) at church gig number one. My AM gig is changing…I'm not sure where it's headed.  For the past year and a half, we've been half traditional hymn based stuff, and half more contemporary stuff with a heavy gospel vibe (which was cool because it left me some room to blow).  Now we're going between the traditional stuff and things that I don't know how to describe…here's the one we played this week: I'm not sure how it's going over--this and the one we did a few weeks ago have a lot of production in the recording.  We did a horn section thing, but that big velvety wall of strings and stuff isn't there.  I'm not sure what it sounds like in the audience.  I do know that the horn section against the sound on stage feels really weird--there's pretty much no audible guitar, bass, or drums, so it's us trying to get some...

The Yacht Rock Revue played an early evening wedding yesterday…geez!  why don't more people do that?  It was great.  We loaded in (supposedly) at 1:30 PM and finished at 9 PM.  I was home shortly after 10 PM. The reception was at 103 West , home of the first gig I ever played in Atlanta.  I hadn't been in there in a few years (the downstairs), but they've totally redone it--it's no longer dark and cramped. We played a set of Beatles stuff and two sets of Yacht Rock .  The playing part moved really quickly.  Easy gig! davidfreemanmusic.net

The Yacht Rock Revue played an event for the Junior League of Atlanta last night.  We were in a tent at some high end kitchen place on the west side of town.  It was us, some food, and a pack of good looking women. The gig went pretty well.  No issues.  My Nord was back to normal. We finished at 11, and I was home shortly after midnight--it's a quick load out when you can back up to the door of the tent. davidfreemanmusic.net

The 10 High was pretty blah last night.  The whole night was a grind. 1.  I turned on my Nord , and half the sounds were missing.  Pianos, yes;  upright piano, yes;  rhodes, no; wurly, no;  clav, no;  mellotron, yes.  What the hell?  All you could hear was what sounded like the return on the effects, so it was just a small amount of rhodes with a lot of reverb (the fundamental sound was not there).  Why?  Don't know.  I was able to work around it with the other keyboard.  Glad it didn't happen at a monster gig where I would have been closer to suicidal. 2.  Egnater pointed at me.  Why?  Don't know. 3.  A constant stream of cigarette smoke from the pack of over 50s swingers.  I know they're harmless, but they creep me out (and no, I will not hug you) and they chain smoke right in front of me the entire night.  Why can't they go bug Bencuya for a while? 4.  Annoying middle aged w...

I played a really fun gig with two of my faves-- Tyrone Jackson and Wayne Viar .  We were booked as background noise for a corporate dinner, and the client asked that we play something "ethereal," so no jazz trio stuff. It was really cool.  We didn't plan anything--no songs or keys or grooves.  When the gig started, Tyrone started playing, and Wayne and I did our best to follow him.  It kind of turned into the Tyrone Jackson show because his creativity made the gig happen.  We couldn't have done it without him. Here's audio if you'd like to listen: davidfreemanmusic.net