On the Move

Wow…kind of a crazy weekend I just survived.  Following Wednesday night's trio gig, I went home and packed for a Yacht Rock fly date and Yacht Rock road dates.  The travel made this one weird.

Thursday:  we met up at Thunderbox, loaded our new trailer with it and all of our gear, and then headed to the airport.  There, we pulled out our fly date gear for a one-nighter in Orlando.  The van and the remainder of our gear headed on to North Carolina for Friday's event.

We had our first trouble flying with gear.  No big surprise that it was at the Delta counter in Atlanta!  We checked four keyboards, a bass guitar, and my saxophone case.  The rules for musical instruments, according to Delta's own website and confirmed on FIVE separate occasions over the phone with Delta agents:  total linear dimensions (length + width + depth) cannot exceed 115 inches, and total weight cannot exceed 100 pounds.  The four keyboards and the bass were ok, but they challenged the dimensions of my sax case, saying it was oversized.  We even tried to show them the print out from Delta's website (which they refused to look at--the main counter agent gave us the "talk to the hand").  Lots of surly attitude from her and pass-the-buck by her subordinate.  To further delay us, the main person at the counter left us standing at the counter so she could get a tape measure to check my case (which, at a total linear dimension of 84 inches, is well under the 115 limit).  She never came back--I can't decide whether she was trying to delay us more, or if she was saving face.  The subordinate guy finally just put a tag on it and let it go (which they should have done fifteen minutes earlier).   Thanks for the great customer service, Delta.  Is it more frustrating that they don't know their own rules for musical instruments, or that they have such a combative attitude towards customers?

I slept on the plane, as usual.  I woke up when we landed.  Time machine!

After gathering our gear, we took a Disney bus to the resort.  Based on his bizarre commentary the entire way there, I'm guessing he was very high.

We ate lunch and then loaded in for our gig, a corporate party in a hotel ballroom.

This gig was about average for a corporate show, though we did it as a six piece (Peter was on vacation), which caused some shuffling of vocal parts.  We finished around 10 PM, and after loading out and moving our gear back to the hotel (and the mess of trying to have the bellman hold our gear until the next morning), we were in our rooms around midnight, which was good because the lobby call was 3:50 AM.

Friday:  ugh.  3:50 AM and we were on the move again, this time back to Orlando International for our next flight.

We pulled up to the curb.  The Delta agent immediately recognized us a band with gear, and checked everything through without a word.  Give this man a raise!

The first leg of our trip took us back to Atlanta.  I was asleep before we took off and woke when we hit the ground.  Same for the second flight from Atlanta to Greensboro, NC.  We checked into our rooms around noon and slept for around 4 more hours.

Our Friday gig was at the White Oak Amphitheatre, playing for the opening of the Central Carolina Fair.  Great weather, great crew, and a beautiful venue!  Unfortunately, nobody was there to see us.  We played really well, though.  Pete was back for this one.  Monkey debuted his Vertex cable (price tag $130) in his guitar rig.  It looks shark proof.

This gig was really sweet--I can't say enough about how nice everything was.  I'd love to play here again.  Hopefully, we'll have a bigger audience!

Saturday:  we were out the door and on the road to Bluffton, SC, which is basically Hilton Head.  We played a wedding reception at the Inn at Palmetto Bluff resort.  Another beautiful setting, and some more really cool people.  Easy stuff, as most wedding receptions are.

lunch

Sunday:  we drove home (listening to some crazy good radio stations!), which gave me a couple of hours to put gear away and get things ready for a gig at Steve's Live Music in Sandy Springs.

I played in a trio with Dustin Cottrell (piano) and Fuji Fujimoto (bass), backing up vocalist Gina Tenore.  Even with the small crowd, it was a fun gig, mostly because I so rarely get called for a gig where I do nothing but play saxophone and orchestrate my own part.  My horn felt great--I was inspired!  Fuji made charts for everything, so everybody was on the same page.  Good stuff.

Trio Gig

I had a nice trio gig at Ventanas tonight with Tyrone Jackson and Kevin Smith.  It's been a while since our last one--almost two months ago.

Here's the audio.  Mid gig, the crowd was really noisy, but the beginning especially was pretty clear as most of the people were on the opposite side of the room.  It always baffles me when businessmen are standing in front of the band, and as soon as we begin, they stand their ground and yell over us rather than move to somewhere else in the room.  Often they are loud enough that I can hear what they are saying while I'm playing.

Sunday

I did my usual church gigs yesterday.

The AM church gig was a lot of fun.  I got an email earlier in the week saying "bring alto and clarinet," which I assumed meant it I'd be playing the first alto part in the concert band.  When I showed up, though, it was a horn section, and they'd made good charts and everything!  Yay!  I so rarely get to play alto beyond the realm of Yacht Rock, so this was really cool.  It also gave me a chance to practice my concert-pitch-to-alto-sax transposition (major sixth/minor third).  I did really well at it--I'm not sure if my brain has finally learned how to do it, or I just got lucky for ten minutes.

We did two services…extra time on alto!

My PM church gig sounded better than it has in a long time.  We've had vocalists in and out all summer, and I think everybody's back now.  Also, the piano sounded really good--my microphone solution has worked out well.  I was listening to the group play and I had to consciously remind myself that I had headphones on--the piano sounds true.  Yay for that!

I haven't really played flute in almost two weeks, and my flute face was bad news.  Back to work!

Day of the Donkey

Yacht Rock was fortunate to have not one but two gigs yesterday (Saturday).  Yay!

The first gig was an open house for Creative Circus, which is an Atlanta school for graphic designers.  We were on stage behind the building in kind of a spot where you'd expect to be a loading dock (but there was no dock)--just a large open area under a tin roof.  Since you could pull right up to the stage, load in and load out were pretty easy.

If I'm remembering correctly, this gig had four donkeys on the sound crew.

This was a pretty easy, albeit strange, gig.  I guess there were about fifty people back there, and they sat and watched from afar.  We played one set of just over an hour of music.  It was a pretty easy gig.

I got both my main and alto and tenor repaired this week, and Saturday was my first chance to play them (I got them back Friday evening).  In my hurry, I'd swapped the saxophone bodies but kept the necks from both my back up horns.  Guess what?  The octave keys didn't fit the same--I played my entire solo on Taking it to the Streets with the octave key slightly open.  Ugh.  My fault.

The second gig was at the Fox in the Egyptian Ballroom.  Even though we tried to delay our load in so the catering company could finish using the freight elevator, we still sat outside for fifteen minutes while they sent stuff up.  That turned out to be the worst of it, though.

Kip ran sound, and he had two donkeys.

The sound was soooooooooo much better than the last time we were in the Egyptian Ballroom.  I wish we could take Kip with us everywhere.

This gig was a two set affair for a law firm party.  Everybody played well--it was nice, loose gig following the warm up at Creative Circus.  My horns, after the octave key adjustment, played great.  After the weird EWI touch sensitivity thing (which came up again last week in California at the wedding), I am totally scared to death of my EWI.  It was fine on both gigs, but I'm just waiting for it to make me look bad.

Load out was not painful at all.  I was surprised.  We'll be back the night before Thanksgiving, and (assuming Kip is running sound) I'm looking forward to it.

Also, the pay-for-your-parking machine in the AT&T lot did not work, but the call button did.  Whomever answered my call let me out without paying.  Yay for that.

Upcoming shows!

September 13, Greensboro Coliseum (Greensboro, NC)
September 15, Steve's Live Music (Atlanta, GA)--me playing with jazz vocalist Gina Tenore
September 26, Smith's Olde Bar (Atlanta, GA)--Sazerac show
September 27, Park Tavern (Atlanta, GA)
October 5, Music City Southern Hot Wing Festival (Nashville, TN)
October 10, State Theatre (Falls Church, VA)
October 11, Gramercy Theatre (New York, NY)
October 12, Rams Head On Stage (Annapolis, MD)
October 13, Visualite Theatre (Charlotte, NC)
October 19, Variety Playhouse (Atlanta, GA)
October 31, Georgia Theater (Athens, GA)
November 1, Music Farm (Charleston, SC)
November 8, Smith's Olde Bar (Atlanta, GA)--Please Pleaserock Me
November 17, House of Blues (San Diego, CA)
November 27, Egyptian Ballroom (Atlanta, GA)
December 14, Variety Playhouse (Atlanta, GA)

West Coast

Yacht Rock just returned from a great trip to Los Angeles--2 House of Blues gigs and a wedding, plus some cool sightseeing.  I had hoped for a celebrity sighting and an earthquake, but neither materialized.

This was our first time flying keyboards--my sax case has made a couple of flights now, but our four keyboards had never taken to the air.  Evidently, the cost to rent two Fantoms and two Nords is insanely high, so in order to make the trip more cost effective, we had to do it.

I think Bencuya was more concerned than I.  Our cases are ATA rated, but you'll never really know until you actually hand them over to the baggage guys.  It looked bad slamming on to the baggage carousel, but all of the gear worked perfectly--no damage whatsoever.  Take a bow, SKB!

Thursday:  we flew out in the morning, landing (due to the time zones) at LAX around lunch time.

we hadn't even checked in to our hotel, and there was already a police chase on the local news

After dumping our gear at the hotel in West Hollywood, we strolled down Santa Monica Blvd to a Mexican restaurant for a late lunch and margaritas.

There was a liquor store pit stop and some record store browsing before we eventually wandered back to the hotel.  Pete made a phone call and got us into the House of Blues on Sunset Strip to see Shuggie Otis.

Another drink (warm tequila), and soon I was hanging out in a restroom stall.

At some point, Nick dragged me out into the parking lot, I projectile vomited three times, and the House of Blues asked us to leave.  Oops.

Friday:  Water, water, water, water, but still quite a hangover.

We swung by SIR and picked up some rental gear.  Fortunately, the House of Blues has some gear available (drums and amps), so we only had to pick up things like keyboard stands and an acoustic guitar.  From there, we headed to Anaheim, a distance of approximately thirty miles down I-5.  It took us three and a half hours!  LA traffic is incredible.  I mean that in the worst way.

The House of Blues in Anaheim is in their Downtown Disney complex, an outdoor mall of gift shops, restaurants, and a movie theatre, all sandwiched between the gates to Disneyland and a Disney hotel.

The gig was pretty good.  The house drum set was in pretty bad condition, and the available guitar amps were not ideal for Monkey, but all in all, it was fine.  There looked to be two or three hundred people in attendance, and they dug it.

We packed up and headed back to Hollywood.  Circumstances dictated that we take all the gear out of the van and bring it up to our hotel rooms.  Definitely no fun at the end of a long day.

Saturday:  we reloaded the van in the afternoon and headed downtown to checkout the Grammy exhibit across the street from the Staples Center.  So awesome!  Lots of cool memorabilia, including an entire floor of Ringo Starr stuff.  Incredible!

Thelonious Monk's hat

Herbie's Grammy speech

sheet music from Miles' Porgy and Bess

Herbie's keytar

photo from Born to Run

Let it Be/Abbey Road kit

Our Saturday night gig was at the scene of the crime--the House of Blues on Sunset Strip.  A much cooler experience than the Anaheim show--better gear, better crew (Jim Croce on monitors!), better location.  On top of that, we had Elliot Lurie, and Peter Beckett, and Ron Moss sit in with us (on Brandy and Baby Come Back).  All of these factors brought forth a really kick ass performance for maybe five hundred people!  Sooooo coooool.  We're definitely playing here again!

with the Led Zepp Riot House across the street!

the scene of the crime

Here are a couple of video clips:





Sunday:  we returned our gear to SIR, ate brunch at a great place called Grub, and headed south to play a wedding reception for some cruise ship friends in the Carlsbad/Vista area.

Sunday afternoon, but still there was traffic.  What the hell?

We loaded in the gear we'd flown (saxes, keyboards, guitars), and the rest was back lined by a nice crew of sound guys (friends of Kip).  No problems.  Other than my EWI freaking out again on a humid night (I guessed correctly on which was to turn the adjustment screw and made it through Africa), it was a relaxed gig--definitely nice to see some of our friends out in California.

The gig was over at 11 PM.  We were on the road around forty-five minutes later for the hundred miles back to Los Angeles.

Monday:  I turned off the TV at 2 AM.  We were in the lobby at 7 to catch the plane home.  Ouch.