Thursday business

Thursday was another day that didn't look too bad when I checked my calendar.

I went by Music and Arts to buy a new saxophone stand. I have a couple of Hamilton stands that I've been using, but the bumpers at the bottom don't cradle my horns well, and I've tried to bend them and get them to work, but it's never been what I wanted. The older ones have a V shaped bumper--the newer ones are pretty flat, and they don't work that well in my opinion. It started to bug me, so I moved on. I had a Hercules stand that was holding an old saxophone up at home, and so I switched one of the Hamiltons out for that. I went and got another one so I'd have two in my bag.
While I was buying my stand, I overheard the clerk working say that he is now the manager. If my memory is right, that's the fourth manager in four years. Ahh, retail! I'll have to get the scoop on what happened to the other guy. Anyway, when he got around to me he mentioned that they brought on a new woodwinds teacher for Wednesday. No big deal--they'd asked me about coming in on Wednesdays and Thursdays but I declined because I teach from home on those days. So I asked who it was, and he said it some Fulton Co. band director. She's primarily a clarinetist, but is willing to teach beginner saxophone. Ok...and then the guy tells me straight out that the store will be funneling potential clarinet students towards her (just like I presume that the reason I have so few flute students is because they funnel the flute students to the end of the week when a there's a flute teacher at the store). What the hell is that? If the idea is to have a woodwind person there every day of the week, shouldn't the schedule be the determining factor in who ends up with the student? Maybe I'm making too much of this, but it's been my experience that having a mix of flutes, clarinets, and saxophones keeps my schedule much more full. I have fifteen students at the store right now. Seven are saxophones. The other eight are clarinetists.

On to Yacht Rock.

It appears my tenure as the second keyboardist is coming to a close. Mike Bielenberg will be coming on next Thursday to replace Brandon Still. I've known Bielenberg for probably ten years, and he is an excellent keyboardist and a really creative guy. Good news for Yacht Rock for sure. I think there are a couple of more random gigs for which he won't be available, but it sounds like he's our man for the future.

Last night was pretty good. Not the crowd disaster we had last week, where the rain kept everybody away. This week's group was pretty good. I'd say about average, numbers-wise. Lucky for them MARK COBB IS BACK! After about four of five shows where he was not quite on the ball, he was back in a big way, and it was really cool. Tempos were good, the grooves were good...he's back to being awesome. I love it. When he's playing well, it makes everybody else in the band play better. For me, his playing determines whether or not we're happening, musically.

Mark Dannells played some great stuff. I remember this one wrong note he played, and he bent the hell out of it to fix it. Even when it was wrong, it sounded so good. I'm a big fan if solos that sort of trip and recover--too safe is no good. I'm not saying totally-suck-and-get to the end; but the note that makes your face go ouch! and then you figure out a way to make it work--that's cool. That note was a great example.
I crashed one Magic. I got behind on the chords, and it took me an entire verse and chorus for my head to get up to speed. I hate it worse because Nick was standing next to me while I was making a mess. It reinforces the need to find another keyboardist! Fair enough. I need to be more consistent if I'm going to keep up with the level everyone else has set.
Yacht Rock has two gigs on Saturday with an hour and a half to go from one to the next. We're going to need a roadies and a police escort to make it.

Update on Flute/Guitar Duo

In case you're interested, I have added mp3s of a couple of songs from last night to my website--it's on the "sounds" page down at the bottom.

You might also notice that when Dan is soloing, there's another guitar comping behind him. The beauty of technology! Dan ran his guitar through a Boomerang pedal, allowing him to record the chord changes during the first chorus. There are a couple of minor mishaps (when the form was too long for the pedal's memory!, or as in Jordu, when Dan said "I was sure you'd take more than two choruses!") but who cares...it's a really cool way to make the gig happen.

Duo with Dan

I played a flute/guitar gig with Dan Baraszu tonight. I'd bet I've known Dan now for about twelve or thirteen years. In that time, I don't think he's ever made a mistake! We had a good time--it was a relaxed gig, and they even insisted that we eat! I had some kind of spicy shrimp pasta.

I recorded the affair (except for the first couple of tunes). Here's some 2 minute samples if you want to hear what we did.

Out of the Weekend

This past weekend I had no gigs which made it a good weekend to go to Mississippi and visit my grandmother. She's doing well considering her age. While we were there, Jack and I fished (we caught a bunch of catfish and a couple of turtles, but I returned them all safely to their natural habitat). Jack also drove the golf cart all over the neighborhood (highly illegal, but in a town as small as Leland, MS, who's going to catch us?). Jack had fun and we all had a nice visit.
Reggie got so excited chasing the geese in the back yard that he dove into the lake. I guess it's the lab in him. He can swim, though! He only did it once, so it's safe to say that he still does not like the water.

My grandfather died January, 8, 2009, and left me his truck. There has been an issue with executing the will (the title was in his name, not my grandmother's), and since it has been nine months, she is now able to transfer the title to me. So, Reggie and I drove the truck back. It's a 2006 Toyota Tundra (with double cab). An extremely nice truck with all of 5800 miles on it. It is huge...it fit in my garage with about a foot of space to spare (like 6 inches from the wall and 6 inches from the door!). Yikes!
To kill time, I took pictures of Reggie in the backseat on the way home.


I know...too many pictures of my dog, but I assure you, he's no ordinary dog!

I got home Sunday evening, and twenty minutes later I was out the door to go play my church gig.

Monday night I had a Platnumb gig at the Marriott Marquis downtown. Here's the traffic on the connector yesterday afternoon around 3:30.


We were supposed to be there between 3:30 and 4 to "stage" our equipment in the back hallway. Unfortunately, everybody got there after 5 (I got there around 5:45), so I rolled my stuff in and set up, and still had time to go to the break room and eat. Weather aside, I'm not at all sure why having me arrive at 3:30 was better than having me arrive at 6. It would have been a waste of 2 and a half hours of my life.
The gig was the usual mundane corporate thing where the attendees are either scared someone in their office will make fun of them, or just so stiff to begin with that there will never be any sort of wild drunken ruckus. In other words, I have no stories.

It was a bummer having to unload my stuff when I got home. Usually I pull into the garage and shut the door and go inside, but I had to park in the driveway due to the fact that there's an aircraft carrier of a truck parked in my spot!

Man on the Run

It's been pretty wild the past two days.

Yesterday (Wednesday), I played a duo gig with Louis Heriveaux. It was a three hour gig, but we probably only played an hour's worth of music. If that. Super easy. The rest of the time, we just sat there and talked (while some guy gave a presentation). Super easy. Now for the bad news...in the process of opening the door to my truck and switching hands, I dropped me tenor. In the gig bag, but it got a little messed up--the right hand is not sealing and the bell got bent (easy enough--I bent it back). Nothing that can't be repaired. Mostly I'm just feeling like an ass for being casual and dropping my horn.

Today was another two gig day. I played a trio gig with Tyrone Jackson and Tommy Sauter in Gwinnett from 6-9. The toughest part of that was the traffic (which was terrible with all the rain, and trying to be out there at 5 PM). After that, I jumped in my truck and boogied down 85 (again in the rain) to the 10 High for Yacht Rock. We played well, but most people stayed away. Let's hope it's because of the weather! I would like to elaborate, but it's 4:15 AM and I'm going to bed.

No gigs this weekend. What a weird month! All these gigs stacked up during the week, but this will be my second weekend with nothing.

The Weekend

This weekend was pretty easy. Friday I taught a few lessons. Nothing in particular to say about it.
Saturday was also pretty straightforward. Jack had a t ball game. That night I had a wedding reception--jazz quartet plus a singer. It was a wonderful alternative to the usual "we exist to serve you" sort of ass-kissing wedding gigs to which I've grown accustomed. We set up, we played, they dug it, and it ended. A three hour gig. No big deal. Why can't they all be that relaxed? Also, the food was awesome.
Sunday brought a recording session...the new Platnumb demo. No big deal. I sat in the control room and played EWI (strings and synths) on some stuff, and saxophone on two tunes. Done in an hour and a half. After that, I taught a clarinet lesson and hit my church gig.
I tried to stay up and watch the football game, but I fell asleep at half time. I'll probably have no better luck tonight.

Branford Marsalis on teaching