Truly Live Music By Musicians Is a Highway to The Soul.
Writers note: This was and is a testbed. I can't learn all the techniques at once, and there will be recycled material.
An article/discussion of this scope would likely be better suited to a blog post. I know that now. Glad I discovered that before too much time and effort was expended. A blog post allows you to save a draft. I would love to see that feature on a discussion, but it it is pretty easy to determine whether you have a project or a discussion point you can complete in a sitting. then choose the venue.
Gee, from the title I feel a bit like I am channeling Frasier Crane.
I will argue to my dying day that I am not a music snob, and am open to anything. By the same argument, I reserve the right to say, I don't care for that. It is all about personal tastes and there is no right or wrong. With music, or any other art form, it is how the material connects with you. If it hits the harmonic in your brain, you like it, if it does not, you don't.
I got thrown into a dumpster in high school for calling Jimmy Page a "sloppy" guitarist. Memo to self, Don't mutter near the tables full of football players. I only got the dumpster because I was a damn good water polo goalie, otherwise a swirlie would have been on the menu. I digress. Oh, That's the point here, I shall continue, you can't stop me, you can delete me or ignore me, but you can't stop me. " I'm Being Oppressed" . Credits to Monty Python.
For the record, and to add a touch a credibility to my comments I offer images of what was contained in my little box of "Musicmagic".
My tastes at the the time obviously favored what they called at that time "progressive rock". As a stand out at Bass Clarinet in junior high, and being able to sightread, I considered myself a musician. Muppet news flash, I was not. But I did know how to produce the notes cleanly even on such a beast, and considered myself worthy to call Jimmy Page a hack, This was the drivel my older brothers were force feeding on me as a naive child.
Gee, how could I favored the progressive rock after being spoon or force fed this stuff..
This song was my argument that Jimmy was a hack at the time, and don't get me wrong, Jimmy page is a great guitarist, the styles were so different that they cannot be fairy compared.
I was fortunate enough to catch a show by accident, which actually has an fascinating history.
One of my best friends went to Ticketron (Yes, that's what they called it then) and hit 2 2nd row seats dead center. For Bruce Springsteen. Of course, we considered him as a hack, and let's be real. When you grew up with the progressive jazz rock fusion stuff, the level of skills were apples and oranges. Not to say that the material was bad, but different styles and perhaps skill levels.
Back to the story. My friend called a broker, who offered an obscene amount of cash for the seats, as well as two seats for a show to be named later. He took the deal.
About 18 months later, Carlos Santana was coming to town. Always a great show, he called in the chit. 1st row lodge at the Pacific Amphitheater. Nice seats, not dead center, but hey, he got like 200 each in cash for the Springsteen tickets he paid 20 for and these seats. I can work with it. As it turns out, this show was a triple bill. Carlos Santana, Some guy named Stevie Ray Vaughn, and The Fabulous Thunderbirds.
This was a Sunday night, Friday, Stevie Ray was gone. What a show.
What a crime against humanity to deprive us of this talent.
More to come, done for now.
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