Hosts; Cathy Hart/Lorie Parker
Songs: (Debut*)
Mystery Girl
The First Cut Is The Deepest
I'm Waiting For The Man*
Logic And Lies
Everybody's Talking
For What Its Worth
Keep Yo Hands To Yerself**
Skip Richards: Bass
Cathy Hart-Lead Vocals**
Mark Awad-Bass**
Along With:
Shawn Ster
Lorie Parker
Cathy Hart
David Arnold
Mike Fredricks
Jeff Gage
Terry McDowell
Tim Canfield
Peter Stark
Mike Spina
(Photo: Cathy Hart)
There might be some sort of division between the jammers when it comes to host the Wednesday Night Jam. Cathy and Lorie have their following, Julie has hers and some of us go to both if need be. Julie remains more special to me, but I love all three of these girls. I have cut back on my time on social media, especially my own FB site. It's pointless to post political crap, when you have both pro and anti Trump, pro and anti Hilary going back and forth with pointless banter.
For the fourth straight Wednesday Night we had to contend with more severe storms in the area. We were spared but McGregor and Prairie Du Chein got nailed big time with straight line winds. Somehow the storms avoided us. But I'm sure there's always tomorrow.
Not a big crowd again tonight, I'd say the turnout was probably the same as last week, with some different faces and missing other ones. At least this time out I didn't have to deal with the Mike and Miss Butchie. Two songs from the new album got dusted off, a ragged Mystery Girl and not having my coke glasses I winged it though Logic And Lies. Terry McDowell and Peter Stark were in attendance along with Tim Canfield. Skip helped me out on the majority of songs till Mark Awad showed up later to help out on Keep Your Hands To Yourself, to which I broke a GD guitar string in the process and had to improvise on the spot. Since that song was A,D,E, I cheated and used the two low strings played like a bass. Since I didn't bring a spare set of strings, after that song my guitar playing was over and I switched over to congas and helped out Shawn Ster on a few of his songs. It was the first time we jammed on stage since the OK Lounge show of December 7, 1984. Shawn has had some health problems lately, but he's slowly getting back into playing live again. He also did the Rumor's Jam on Sunday as well as last week. I don't know if he'll get back to the stage of hosting the jams or going out as a solo artist, but I think we are all worse for the wear as we get older. I know I do.
The only new debut was the Velvet Underground's Waiting For The Man, a song I never played live and Skip managed to figure out where the chords were going. And Everybody's Talking and For What Its Worth continued to be repeated most of the time. I can remember the words to these songs a lot better than others. Plus playing these songs every other time, I can polish them into a more listenable level. I kinda burned myself out of playing total love songs, Listen To Love is one of them. It's one thing when you're in love with somebody, then the song gives special meaning, I look at love songs, especially original ones come from the heart and to have your girlfriend smile and melt in front of your eyes is worth singing the song. That's why I sing them I gather. To someday make a love song that would forever casts a spell upon her heart and gives you a nice hug and a kiss after you sing it. And we could go home happy, in a world of rainbows and unicorns to which everybody can live together. In peace and harmony, and no wars to speak of. An impossible reality.
I'm always learning new songs but sometimes I don't feel some songs are ready to be played. Another reason why Cuts Like A Knife hasn't been attempted yet. Or I Have To Say I Love You In A Song. But dusting off First Cut Is The Deepest makes more logical sense, that it is a love song upon itself and the hope that maybe I can try to love again. Just one week ago, I couldn't attempt doing that song without falling apart, but it has taken time and effort but as you can tell I did pull it off. When I play a song I try to live it, and sometimes that's not the way to go, especially if it's a sad song. I haven't attempted to do For Shame Of Doing Wrong either, it's not as smooth as Tennessee Whiskey (Which was played twice tonight) and even more bleaker. To sing I Wish I Was A Fool For You Again will not get the crowd to sing along.
So basically it's a pick and choose although Ring Of Fire has only been done twice all month. I may or may not dust it off next week when Julie hosts the jam. I know Belinda will request it, but I just haven't been in the mood to sing it much. My depression has been hitting me hard the past week and sometimes I have difficulty to get through the day. However a good jam, and my depression subsides for a few hours. An overactive mind will play havoc too and my mind has been doing just that. I can't sleep half the time with impulsive thoughts and stupid dream nightmares that put me in a sour mood when I wake up. It seems that the only two songs that do make sense, Everybody's Talking and For What Its Worth are the ones. And they seem to get the crowd going too.
So I do the best I can with what I got. For the final analysis, tonight's presentation of the songs were mixed. But I could have rather done without my guitar string breaking on me. The fifth straight Spinal Tap moment in as many gigs, beginning with Mike and Dyke show last week, forgetting my guitar on Friday Night, tripping over and pulling out Rich Toomsen's guitar plug in and dropping a drum stick at the end of Hit Me With Your Best Shot on Sunday. I'm hoping things will go as planned the next time I play.
But then again, I'm more inclined to believe in Rainbows and Unicorns are real too. F.M.L.
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