I Am Never Playing Live for Somebody Else's Band Ever Again!

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"Can you play what I wrote?...nah nah, I mean EXACTLY?...umm, maybe play it quieter...actually don't play anything on this song. OK next track...could you turn down for this one too maybe...in fact..." etc etc

dave q, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 17:57 (twenty-two years ago)

Share your tales of misery and oppression here!

dave q, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 17:57 (twenty-two years ago)

I mean, unless you ask me really nice.

dave q, Tuesday, 13 May 2003 19:38 (twenty-two years ago)

Being that my musical experience comes from being a bassist, I have seen so many of my ideas hijacked by guitarists that you will find no pity in my heart.

It lead me to not writing anything on a guitar, which ironically led to another problem. I've been demoing all my songs with just a drum machine, bass line and a vocal...leaving all the guitar parts blank for the guitarist to do whatever fits. What ends up happening? "I can't find anything that works. I don't know what you want me to do here?"

You cannot win.

I suppose if you get to the breaking point, there is always electronic music, which seems to be perfect for control freaks. I've tried working with samplers, MIDI, etc. and have grown to freakin' hate them and it has kind of killed of even listening to electronic music.

Of course, playing with shitty people trying and failing in rock bands kind of killed off my listening to rock music for awhile. I didn't listen to much r'n'r at all for about three years as it turned my stomach.

Is this what you mean?

earlnash, Wednesday, 14 May 2003 14:02 (twenty-two years ago)

six months pass...
Don't let the man crap on ya!

Francis Watlington (Francis Watlington), Thursday, 4 December 2003 02:25 (twenty-one years ago)

eight months pass...
Why have the rhythm guitar play exactly what the bass is playing at the same time? Or vice-versa.

Pleasant Plains (Pleasant Plains), Saturday, 21 August 2004 22:42 (twenty-one years ago)

four months pass...
Revive now, post later

Ken L (Ken L), Tuesday, 21 December 2004 04:34 (twenty years ago)

Once upon a time I played in a band and we showed up for our audition night Sunday gig and lo and behold! - there was already another guy there with a an acoustic guitar getting ready to go on. Which was fine by me, but our band leader was sort of pissed that he hadn't been told. Now this other guy hadn't brought a mic, so we lent him one of ours. He was supposed to finish up around 9:30 but was still playing at that time, and our fearless leader was even more pissed and went up and grabbed the mic and said, I kid you not, "Gimme back my mic!" Later on he explained to me that he was worried that our friends were going to have to leave and go home to go to bed to get up for work on Monday and would end up missing part of show if we started too late. Needless to say, every single friend of the singer/songwriter got up and left as soon as he was done.

After the show, the bartender, who also did the booking, chewed us out and told us that "in this business you've got to roll with the punches! You've got to expect the unexpected!" before he banned us from the club. Which really didn't matter much as it turned out to be our last gig.

Ken L (Ken L), Tuesday, 21 December 2004 23:47 (twenty years ago)

Back in time:
This same dude, when we showed up to play our first gig, at one of those tourist traps on Bleecker Steet, walked in holding a hanger with a dry-cleaning bag trailing behind and asked the bartender: "Where's the dressing room?" After some puzzlement the bartender pointed him to some steps leading down. After descending and again ascending successfully without barking shin on whatever spare or broken chairs and bottle crates were presumably down there, he presented himself wearing a short-sleeved shirt made of some shiny grey fabric. Now, he was basically a skinny guy, but nonetheless years of dry-cleaning and the inevitable spread of age had conspired to make what had no doubt once been his favorite shirt rather tight on him, with those telltale circular arcs pulling between the buttons.
I couldn't stop thinking that this must have been his lucky "makeout shirt," like the aloha shirts Hawkeye Pierce would put on when entertaining a nurse in his tent. I also noted a change in footwear- usually he wore some kind of cowboy boots to rehearsal, which went well with the jeans and flannel shirt he would wear, and in fact his rehearsal attire would have been well-suited for our stage performance, but this night he was wearing some new lower cut shoes, pretty new, definitely very white. What were they- bowling shoes?Capezio dance shoes? I never did find out.

As our show got underway,the heat and glare of the lights plus perhaps some understandable anxiety he may have had about being on stage after a long hiatus caused him to sweat profusely, quickly rendering large areas of his shirt a damp black, which clung to his flesh in eye-catching fashion. Also visible were various tendons and muscles of his neck exerting themselves admirably to aid in production of the appropriate vocal sonorities.

Upon completion of our portion of the entertainment, all the audience members -a.k.a our friends and family, could talk about was this guy's precious bodily fluids that were, as one friend put it, "squirting from every orifice."

Ken L (Ken L), Wednesday, 22 December 2004 17:11 (twenty years ago)

I guess that for everybody but me, Dave Q and earlnash it was smooth sailng.

Ken L (Ken L), Friday, 24 December 2004 19:17 (twenty years ago)

Ironically, I ended up in a band about two weeks after making that post that lasted up until last summer. That experience was better than some of my previous bands, but it did lead me to switch to the dark side and change from being a bassist to concentrate on guitar. You just can control things much better being the guitarist and I am finding it easier to sing and play at the same time on some tunes.

I'm getting close to having a whole set of matierial demoed up and am working with a drummer to get some recordings done. Starting this spring, I hope to use the recording to find some like minded people to be able to play some shows. From here out, I am going to just work up tunes and try to find people to play with what I have going. Democracy in a band is dead with me. If I find people that are cool, then great, if not...oh well I will play everything myself and find drummers to fill in on recordings. I have to play diplomat recording other friends music, when I work on my own I want to be a big baby and have everything my way. It really is for the best.

Earl Nash (earlnash), Friday, 24 December 2004 21:57 (twenty years ago)

I feel your pain, and it's never fun to work with a diva.

On the other side of things though, I hate playing with directionless bands where everyone is going to play what ever he effing well pleases. This approach almost never goes anywhere unless you have superb musicians.

Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 29 December 2004 04:46 (twenty years ago)

six months pass...
Being that my musical experience comes from being a bassist, I have seen so many of my ideas hijacked by guitarists

Tell me about! I was in a band where I played bass, quite often when we were jamming through ideas, I’d suggest something for the 2 guitarists to play and they’d go “I’m happy with what I’m playing”. Then the next practice they’d use my idea while denying I ever said anything. Totally frustraiting.

not-goodwin (not-goodwin), Wednesday, 13 July 2005 11:47 (twenty years ago)


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