not a bad day
its the end of a show day and i'm just pulled all the equipment back into the house. i'm just sitting down to do the dance all over again for tomorrow. sync the ipod with a new playlist for the train, make lunch, go over lecture notes for tomorrow's classes, send out reminder emails for tomorrow's show and now its getting hazy.... what am i forgetting? hopefully i'll remember by the end of this post.
anyhow the show today at biola was top shelf. we are starting to get into a groove and playing is such a joy. things are moving along; dave has been workshopping his guitar sounds and is bringing an slightly adjusted pallette to every rehearsal. it great to listen him adjust the music to fit his own style. its also been interesting how the music changes over time. the last couple of rehearsals i have let some of the tempos rise and fall and it seems to bring out parts of the music i forgot i wrote. its just feels strange to play it the same way everytime, this is (living) music not a mcdonalds hamburger. since this was sam f.'s ((form) not the other sam f. (fish)) home show the strings were obviously on top of their game. it was nice to have greg adamson sitting in for vic. i have heard about greg and seen him play for at least 10 years. he is close friends with scott, but this week was the first time i met him. he is a hell of a musician and hope that he can come back soon. everybody else had to make the usual sacrifices for a lunchtime gig; missed classes, skipping out on the day job, sending subs to other rehearsals and all for a $33 dollar gig. these days, i wonder if that is higher scale than big band?
we had a large and enthusiastic crowd of students at biola today. i'm sure some of them were required to be there, but they were very happy to see sam play (he just joined their faculty). playing the concert reminded me of my first "recital hour" at wichita state u. sometime during the performance i couldn't help thinking about excited i was about music back then and i don't remember exactly where and when i lost that feeling, but damned glad it came back.
anyway... just remembered gotta play ball with the javi.
anyhow the show today at biola was top shelf. we are starting to get into a groove and playing is such a joy. things are moving along; dave has been workshopping his guitar sounds and is bringing an slightly adjusted pallette to every rehearsal. it great to listen him adjust the music to fit his own style. its also been interesting how the music changes over time. the last couple of rehearsals i have let some of the tempos rise and fall and it seems to bring out parts of the music i forgot i wrote. its just feels strange to play it the same way everytime, this is (living) music not a mcdonalds hamburger. since this was sam f.'s ((form) not the other sam f. (fish)) home show the strings were obviously on top of their game. it was nice to have greg adamson sitting in for vic. i have heard about greg and seen him play for at least 10 years. he is close friends with scott, but this week was the first time i met him. he is a hell of a musician and hope that he can come back soon. everybody else had to make the usual sacrifices for a lunchtime gig; missed classes, skipping out on the day job, sending subs to other rehearsals and all for a $33 dollar gig. these days, i wonder if that is higher scale than big band?
we had a large and enthusiastic crowd of students at biola today. i'm sure some of them were required to be there, but they were very happy to see sam play (he just joined their faculty). playing the concert reminded me of my first "recital hour" at wichita state u. sometime during the performance i couldn't help thinking about excited i was about music back then and i don't remember exactly where and when i lost that feeling, but damned glad it came back.
anyway... just remembered gotta play ball with the javi.
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