David Freeman Music

I had a great experience tonight recording horns for a song titled Who Cares at Madison Studios in Chamblee.  Last night I wrote a nifty horn arrangement so that we could record before I go out of town for several days.  Paul Poovey (trumpet), Eric Alexander (trombone), and I went in and knocked it out--and everybody dug what I wrote.  Super cool!

Yacht Rock played a really cool concert in Sandy Springs last night at their local amphitheater.   About 1,000 people crammed in there to see us on a nice Sunday night.  We played well, we had fun, and Kip made us sound good.  What more could you want? Here are a couple of cool photos in the midst of me not playing a bunch of buuuullllllshhhiiiiittt on either The Biggest Part of Me or Takin' it to the Streets .  Take your pick--it's the same saxophone diarrhea in either C or D.  Not my best playing. (photo cred:  Nicole Jerovics) (photo cred:  Chadwick Hunter) Our next big Atlanta show is July 19 in Piedmont Park.  Come see us!

Yacht Rock played a wedding last night--a pretty normal gig of two sets.  Things of note: 1.  The first dance was a Depeche Mode song called Somebody .  The mother/son dance was Take Me Home, Country Roads .  An immense distance between two genres spanned in a matter of minutes. 2.  There were multiple speeches/toasts.  Most people had their notes on their phones (one guy had his notes on a iPad).  Very strange to see people holding the microphone (not near their faces for some reason) in one hand and their phone in the other.  Sign of the times. 3.  On our break, a partygoer came into our dressing room asking for drugs. The room looked very nice, and because we had Kip running sound for us, sounded better than it ever has.  We should take that guy everywhere we go. Also, this guy:

I played two gigs yesterday--a bizarre trio gig and then a pretty normal Yacht Rock gig. My trio gig was a last minute call to provide background music for an awards ceremony at a hotel in Buckhead.  We set up on stage in the back of the room, ready to roll.  Right from the start, the staff asked us to play softer because there was a meeting on the other side of the air wall.  It was kind of hard to believe because the attendees walking in were drowning us out, and then the MC made announcements through the PA...I beg to differ that volume was an issue.  Whatever...the bigger issue at hand was that no one quite seemed to know the flow of the event.  A half hour into the gig, they began the program, so we took a break.  "How long is the program?" I asked one of the coordinators. "An hour."  The trio found a place to hang out in a sitting area. A half hour later, I went to see how things were progressing, only to find that they WEREN'T DOING THE A...

Another fun weekend!  Yacht Rock was in North Carolina this past weekend with a public show Friday night and a wedding Saturday.  North Carolina is always good to us.  Specifically, your women are really hot.  Thanks. We had Matt Reed subbing for Monkey on guitar and the Dude from the Shadowboxers subbing for Pete.  Both did an excellent job filling in! Friday:  We played in Charlotte at the NC Music Factory, which looks like a loading dock in the middle of a group of restaurants.  The last time we played here there were major problems with the stage and the tin roof over it--namely, every time the bass played a G, the whole thing would sympathetically vibrate with it.   Peg was a lot of fun that night. On this trip we had Kip with us.  Yay!  No rattling Gs.  Kip can make any venue sound good--this was a great gig because he was there.   Matt Reed Kip We had a really good crowd!  ...

The gigs continue!  Following Thursday's Eddie Money experience, we played a wedding reception, a dive bar, and a church parking lot. Saturday:  We played a friend of the band's wedding in Johns Creek.  Nothing unusual about this reception to report, though the crowd was waaaaaaay above average in looks.  Also, the pre-gig meal was excellent.  The only crappy thing about this gig was the load in/out.  At the end of the night, pushing our gear through down a wet, dirty hallway with broken glass was kind of crappy. Sunday:  Up at the crack of dawn to fly to Dallas, TX for a gig.  We played a birthday party at a dive bar near SMU.  The guy in the seat next to me transformed into a mummy soon after we took off. Thankfully, we had no problems with Delta even though we were flying a ton of gear--four keyboards, my sax box (with 2 saxes, EWI, flute, piccolo, and 2 sax stands), and a bass guitar checked.  Maybe our hometown ai...