Sunday 30 December 2018

Rumors Sunday Funday Jam 12/30/18

List of songs that I can remember

Hello Josephine
Move It On Over
Gentle On My Mind
Gone To Chicago
Johnny B Goode
Heart Of Gold
The Joker
The Fugitive (Down Every Road)
Wicked Game
Rhiannon
Dreams
Old Time Rock And Roll
Willie And The Hand Jive
Midnight Rambler
Jumpin Jack Flash
Dead Flowers
These Boots Are Make For Walking
Me And Bobby McGee
Working Man Blues
Oh Lomesome Me
Oh Boy
Dooley



Players:

Terry McDowell: Host
Al Hendricks-Lead Vocal and guitar, 1-4
Tami Janey-Lead Vocal on Johnny B Goode
Billy Bourbon-Guitar and vocals on Move It On Over, Willie And The Hand Jive, The Fugitive
Mike Clair-Guitar and vocals on Working Man Blues
Randy Burgdorff-Bass
Ryan Matthew Paul-Keyboards and harmonica (7,9,10,11,12)
Matthew Caldon-Lead vocals on Heart Of Gold, Dead Flowers and The Joker
Nick Lenicka-Harmonica on Midnight Rambler, others
Julie Gordon-Lead vocals on 9-13,18,19
Renee Clair-Backing vocals on Rhiannon, Dreams and Boots
Tommy Bruner-Guitar and lead vocals on Jumping Jack Flash and Midnight Rambler
Dan Hartman-Lead vocals and guitar on Oh Lomesome Me, Oh Boy, Dooley
I played Drums throughout this set




Only three guest drummers outside of Terry,  Myself, Steve Stratton and Mike Lint played.  And I got to play almost a full hour of 19 to 21 songs.  It took me three days to remember the whole list of songs I played.

A lack of bass players, Bird, did the majority of the jam.  Billy Bourbon relived me on drums on Knocking On Heaven's Door. But by then I did almost a full set.  Not too bad. actually.

Julie showed up later to sing on about seven songs.  I was having trouble trying to hear any of the vocals or Nick's harmonica

I think the highlight was another run through with Midnight Rambler, to which I managed to hit the breaks and at the same time knew where to kick in the rocking part and then the finale where I managed to match Tommy stride by stride on where the beat changes. Tommy says afterwards that I owned that night tonight.  I did tell him I did practice on that song last weekend.

I spent the weekend with Julie.  Ryan's son, Matthew was in town so we did an jam over at Ryan's place and didn't get done till after midnight.  Basically decided better to stay in town and hang with Julie.  Plus I got most of Dreams Of Arcadia band stuff out in the car and Ryan's congas inside.  By being in town, I didn't make the Stone City jam as originally planned.  But it was fun to have Julie come down to Rumors to take part of the jam and not have to worry about other things.  Brenda and Greg decided to go to Stone City instead.

This ends the 2018 seasons of jams and this jam was one of the best.  Terry McDowell has done a fine job of hosting the jams despite having more drummers than anybody else.   Afterwards, I told him, I'm sure I'll do my best to post the songs that I played tonight but I don't know if I remember the whole songs that I did today.  I try to jog my memory by reading past set lists and see if I missed any. I do know there's a couple I can not remember, Al Hendrichs did play 4 songs but I can't remember the third one.

I'm sure next year, there'll be more jams.  The question remains if Checker's resumes their acoustic jam or if we can get new jammers out there.   I will be busy with Dreams Of Arcadia,  The Townedgers, Julie's projects, the Meins, Boyscout Hippies and so on and so forth.  Russ talks about getting back together since the other guy is ready to play again. I'm sure there'll be highlights, lowlights, falling outs and self doubt and stage fright, but three years onward and this point, I'm playing my best ever.

Tomorrow, I'll be playing alongside Julie and Ryan in Dreams Of Arcadia in Monticello to bring in the new year and it's supposed to be snowy day.   And the journey of rock n roll will continue.

I'm happy just to be part of it.





Thursday 27 December 2018

Tyler & Dowling Acoustic Showcase And Artisan Open Mic Set lists

Tyler and Dowling Acoustic Wednesday Night Jam  Songs

Go Out And Get It
Good Time Charlie
Sundown
Ole 55
If You See Her
Light My Fire (Outro)

Sharon Eide sang on Sundown
Steve Black Wolf Sang on Good Time Charlie and Ole 55

Notes:

Since Checkers decided that Julie and Dave's services were not needed tonight, I went over to Anamosa to partake in the Tyler/Dowling Acoustic Jam, which Dakota and Dave was hosting.  Glen Gardner was also in attendance as well as Sharon, Dave, Dakota, Summer, Heather and Steve.  As usual, a small turnout.  Mike Moran who started this jam is moving to Virginia in three days and was suffering through a chest cold, so he didn't play.  Ron was in Chicago.  Julie went out with her Hawaiian friend Rick and took a few pictures.

Again I ran through the same songs that I have been playing at acoustic shows. I figured the more I work on these songs the better they sound.  I have gotten more complacent over the past month playing the same songs, lazy is a better term but between practicing with Ron and Dakota, I really haven't sat down to learn new stuff.  You get into this mode of being comfortable and like Steve or Glen, continue to play the same songs to get better.

So they say I'm getting better with each performance and it's great to hear that.  But again my interest comes and goes, but nevertheless even on a off night I still manage to win the faithful. Even tho' I'm still playing to a crowd of 10 people or less.

Artisan Sanctuary Set List:

Ole 55
Please Don't Leave Me
Logic And Lies
Southern Pacific
Good Time Charlie


Monday 24 December 2018

End Of Year Thoughts From The Townedger

Greetings from the hoarder house of hits.  Time to take a look at the events of the year and peek into the future.



This year was the most fun and best year since coming out of retirement.  There's a few things that stand out, being part of The Maury Baker Jam at the Mockingbird and having Phil Bo King and Joe Hilgendorf back me up with Craig Erickson popping in to play on Spoonful.  And I can be proud to say that I had Janis Joplin's drummer back me up.




As always, spelling Troy Mitchell when Four Day Creep played and I managed to get there.  Frank Smith managed to capture some interesting photos of me playing, some good, most looked like I was asleep.   I got play dueling drummers with some of the best in town, Terry McDowell, Rob Haskill, DJ Hovenstot, Bonnie Williams.  Jim Jacobmeyer has been instrumental in getting me the chance to play with  Craig, Maury, Joe and Phil Bo. Without his valuable help and support I would just be a faceless drummer on a Sunday afternoon jam.



I backed up Dreams Of Arcadia at a few places, Solon, Scotch Grove, The Winery at Buchanan, Monticello.  Ryan Paul backed me up on drums at Otis Tailgators during a early August jam.  Throughout the year, Julie Gordon and myself  made good music together.  Even in our dark moments together, she remained my favorite singer.  Another highlight was getting a paying gig during Freedom Festival and having my parents come out to see me and Julie play.  I do  think seeing my mom and dad see me perform is a dream come true.  For many years they had to sit and suffer as I pounded on the drums and guitar.  It probably shocked them to hear me actually play some songs, even a couple from my dad's record collection.   In the end the most fun gig I played for 50 dollars.



I also got to be the host drummer for the Wapsi Cabin Jam hosted by Donna Jo and Bill Elsner.  Even though I had to fight off the mosquitoes, the humidity  and the sweat, I was aided by a turbo fan that kept the nasty buggers off me. It also got me into playing drums and having Maki Dervo out in the open on guitar and pan-flute. As well as Dave Bonham who's been a bigger part of the music of mine lately.  Dervo has been gracious enough for me to play drums the majority of the time up at FB Company, on the Waubeek Open Jam.  This did open the door for me to become part of The Boyscout Hippies, the band that is led by Ron Lafleur and Dakota McWhorter.  I do know that Ron can be hard to handle, but I did let him know about my job situation and other bands that I'm a part of.  Ron and me so far has been pretty good and hopefully I can help his band out.  I also know I don't hold out much hope of being part of his band after three or four months, any meltdowns or blow ups, will be a one and done deal.




This year I discovered the Stone City General Store and managed to fit in with the regulars up there with my songs and observations.  Of course the highlights are always with Julie being there as well.  The support from the likes of Carl Meiners, Glen Gardner, Steve Black Wolf, Bill Schlatter and Aaron Caryl  2019 promises more fun and music from Julie as well.  She would love to start up the Acousta Crabbys a term used for my Checker's showings.  Sad to say that the Checkers is doing away the acoustic Wednesday jams if they can't find a suitable host now that Cathy Hart and Lorie Parker wanted to do other things. They seem to draw the bigger crowds, tho' I tried to get them some showing ups, my heart was with trying to make the one with Julie and Dave just as successful. I do know also that I need to spend more time with Julie in music and life itself.  Things could change but so far Julie is still here.



This spring they revived the Bacon Jam for about a month before moving it to Aces N Eights on Wednesday for a couple more months before putting it on hold.  Terry McDowell has been very gracious to me and letting me play on his drums and his new Paiste cymbals.  For the majority of the year, I got to jam with Billy Bourbon, Mike Clair, Randy Burgdorff and Tommy Bruner on the rock and roll numbers.  On occasion, Jeff Overly would be a part of the band and he was part of my acoustic sets at Whittier and The Long Branch before they ended the Long Branch Jam.  I also got to jam with the blues folks at Parlor City, namely Tommy Giblin, who suggested a few things in improving my drumming and not to rush the beat and let the music come to you.  That prompted a big change in my playing skills and for the past couple months, people have talked about I have been playing my best drumming  ever at this point.   I don't think I changed much, I don't hit the drums or cymbals as I used to, and now followed the other musicians to see what they do.  Greg and Brenda Mein have been big fans of this new style and even Tommy Bruner made note that I'm playing better.   I don't need to go all out anymore.  I'm too old for that, but when I noticed more people dancing on the floor and dropping some money in the tip jar, I must be doing something right.



I got more paying gigs this year than any other time.  Including a November gig with Blue Scratch. A shame we only had 10 people showed up, but I got paid eighty dollars and came in cold.  I had to do a crash course in their songs via You Tube, but in the end it was a fun night, even tho' it was a one off.  Jay Dean, I thank you for being the fill in and of course,getting paid good as well.




Jams come and they go,  The Long Branch ended their jam so Tony Nickels moved it to Urban Pie for about a month and ended that. There's Ramsey's that keep going on, The Artisan Sanctuary, Otis Tailgators and Uptown Live which we did the debut blues jam that enabled John Hernandez and Jay Dean to back me up when I was playing guitar instead of drums.  Of course Whittier's second Saturday Jam, to which I have to leave in order to play along with the Boyscout Hippies, since they are the house band at Waubeek the second Saturday.  I still think I'll be back at Whittier sooner than expected.   And Checkers is in limbo, however Tyler and Dowling has their own jam on Wednesdays so that will probably be the next destination, or maybe Jameson's in Waterloo.



There was good times, there were bad times, and then there were ones that I couldn't play due to the cold or flu and once again this year was no exception.  I had to pass on the Quentin Duarte Benefit and I could barely do the last Whittier Acoustic Showcase. I gotten nailed three or four times this year and am starting to get over this flu cold crap.  I had to deal with indifference, depression, disgusted and second guessing myself and stage fright and somehow managed to conquer that.  And the usual Spinal Tap moments of playing a guitar and breaking a string twice and playing a out of tune guitar with two dead strings and managed to get applause for the effort.  I know that every performance will not be perfect but the intent is to at least have fun and have folks liking what they hear, be it drums or guitar.  



But as you know, I tend to document the performances that I do, the songs, the set list, and the players that helped.  And they all helped in one way or another. Between 1984 and 2015, I really had no outside desire of playing in bands, Greg Nutter did get me playing in 1991 which started a new era of music with The Townedgers and I did partake a jam or two thanks to Mike Swearingen but I didn't practice all that much and it sounded like that.  When I started Forthcoming Trains in 2014 I begin to think I should at least hit a jam and play and see where it would lead. And started to practice on the drums more, at least 15 minutes a day and the playing got results.  To be honest, I am not sure what the future will be,  but I'm not quitting my job just to starve playing for 10 percent of the gate on jam night.  As I found out, that does not pay very well.  I'll try a new project with new members and see what happens.  But I know the history of some of the players out there, but I'll keep an open mind till one hussy fit comes up.  I have no time for egos, so I have to go with they need me more than I need them.   I'm happy with what I got and the bands that I play in, The Townedgers, The Crabbtones, Julie and Me, Dreams Of Arcadia, The New Julie And The Mad Dogs and Boy Scout Hippies.   Who knows?  I might get engaged or married or I might be dead by this time.  Or maybe I'll just return back to the basement and live out this life playing my own stuff.  But I have friends that won't let that happen.



In the end, it's the music that matters.  Julie matters, The Townedgers matter, and every musician that makes music with me  matters.  I hope there's more surprises in store, I'm always hoping for some sort of Paraphernalia/Open Highway/Tyrus reunion.  Perhaps Doug Spinler and myself will play something for the class of 79 reunion.  But if the Cabin Jam falls on that day, I have to go with the Cabin Jam.   I'll continue to support the open mic jams, the Sunday Funday Jams, The Stone City Jams, the Sanctuary Open Mic jam, Parlor City Blues Jam and anything that keeps the music alive. As this year winds down, I come to take a look at what I accomplished and for the most part, smile that I contributed something to the music scene around here, even tho' there will not be a new Towndgers album out.  



Here's hoping that 2019 that there some classic moments forthcoming. It doesn't pay much but it's been a wonderful 3 and half year ride back from the outside looking in.   Still rocking, that's all that matters.

Sunday 23 December 2018

Bart and Brenda Birthday Bash 12/23/18

Songs


Midnight Rambler
Fortunate  Son
Keep Your Hands To Yourself
Move It On Over


Players:
Terry McDowell: host drummer
Tommy Bruner: Host guitar player and lead vocals on Midnight Rambler
Randy Burgdorff: Host bass player and vocals on Move It On Over
Billy Bourbon: Host guitar player and vocals
Mitch Smith: Sax and lead vocals on Fortunate Son  and Keep Your Hands To Yourself
Bart Carfizzi: Keyboards
Bob Gleason: Harmonica
Greg Mein: Keyboards
I played drums on this segment.
Brenda Mein: backing vocals
Jeff Overly: Guest sax and bass player


(Tami Soukup took this happy shot of me)


(Tami also took this one of Billy Bourbon, Mitch Smith and Randy as well, he's hiding behind the sax man)



Notes:

A lot of people came down to wish Brenda Snow and Bart Carfizzi a happy birthday. Tami Soukup showed up to take pictures and blew me a kiss from afar.

For the first time, I got to play Midnight Rambler, tho' it came out rough toward the end.  The shuffle beat gone to the straight rock beat to the slow down beat and then the finishing fast rocker at the end. Afterward Tommy took me to the corner and said that tonight was the best that I ever played.  That really means a lot to me, coming from him.  I know he expects something close to the beat and not too flashy.  But I had to rely on him telling where to speed up or slow down on the song.  Warts and all it was a fun song to do.  Likewise Fortunate Son, a song I always wanted to do and somehow nobody wanted to do it in the bands I was in.

It's surprising that I didn't use the simple is better method rather than pounding on the drums and giving everybody a major headache.  But that was growing older and altering my style of playing.  It also comes with learning from other musicians and how they play and I know now that I don't have to carry a band like I once did with Paraphernalia Tyrus.  When you play congas and other sorts of percussion you then begin to develop a feel for songs.  It's not that I'm the best player but rather the one that can adapt to other's playing.  You can always tell a newbie when they take the stage.  I have high regards for Scott Sanborn, the former news anchor now playing drums on a part time basis.  And Bonnie from The Sensations band,   Good drummers will learn from others and then take what they know into developing their own beat, their own style.

I look upon my early years as a wet behind the ears brat that thought I knew everything when they came to playing drums.  Pointing up to them, saying I can out rock them.  I could, but that type of playing is exhausting and I spend many a day after trying to recuperate.  Even when I came back on the scene in 2015, I still had that sort of arrogance that, in the end, I would play 2 or 3 songs and get replaced.  I do feel bad that I tried to destroy Kim Bean's electric drums when he hosted jams a few years ago.   But I think, over time, I figured out how to play and how to keep time or keep in the vicinity of the beat.    It's not rocket science but if you can get them dancing, and leaving a dollar or two in the tip jar than you know that you did well.

I talked to Karl Hudson about Checker's needed a new Wednesday Night Acoustic gig host and he said he would think about it.

I know I did four songs, there might have been one more with Billy singing but I don't remember it.  There was about 6 other drummers up there, Trevor Worcel was there but took off without playing.  Surprisingly, I didn't play any songs with Jeff this time out, but Mitch Smith from Crankshaft was there and did all of the sax work.  Bob Gleason played Harmonica throughout the whole set.

A fun night.

PS.  Jean Gilmore and Randy Faulkner are engaged.  To which I wish them a long life together.  They deserve each other.


Wednesday 19 December 2018

The Cathy Hart/Lorie Parker Farewell Acoustic Showcase

At Checkers:

Songs:

Go Out And Get It
Sundown
Santa Claus Is Comin To Town/
Scrooge
Good Time Charlie
I Won't Back Down
Everybody's Talking

Encore:

Little Drummer Boy
Christmas For Cowboys
For What's It Worth


Joni and Bill sang on Drummer Boy
Donna Jo helped on For What It's Worth
Mike Frederick played banjo on the encore numbers
Greg Sage played percussion on Drummer Boy

Joni also sang background on Sundown.  That's her in the Christmas spirit.




After 3 and half years of hosting the jam, Cathy Hart had decided to conclude her hosting the jam with Lorie Parker.  It was almost two years ago this date that I debuted my singing and guitar playing career as well, The Acousta Kitties were responsible for encouraging me to take a chance and sing and play.  Joe Hutchcroft became my percussionist on that day.  Since then, I continue to support their jams and causes and somewhere down the line Julie became my special friend.  All three did play together earlier in the year but since then I hoped Julie could join Lorie and Cathy one more time.

I talked to P J about the future of the acoustic jam and he says the door remains open for the Acoustic Jam to continue on Wednesday, the hope is to find somebody that can draw people into the place.  I can think of a few that might work,  Karl Hudson might be a candidate to host, perhaps Kevin Moore could fit in as well.  Or even Glen Gardner had he not decided to become a Arizona Snowbird.  There was a good crowd that came to see people play, tho' the jammers were not as many as anticipated.   I feel bad that Julie can't get the crowd as Cathy or Lorie can to show up.  I told P J I would love to help out but since I work nights I wouldn't be able to commit to work an every other Wednesday, I rather not use my vacation days, but had I worked days and if people knew me better, maybe it might work.  The problem remains that jammers have not been coming out; it's also the Holiday Season and people are with friends and loved ones.  I can get the word out to see if anybody is interested of playing at Checker's,  I know a couple others that could do this, but their egos would get in the way.

In some ways, the Acousta Kitties split hurt.  The crowd and jammers were never quite the same from both hosts and as the months dragged on, it was obvious that the good ole days were gone.  But then again nothing ever stays the same.

But to the jam tonight.  It was bittersweet and Cathy really did give me a half hour to work my songs in, and for the first time ever, I did more than one Christmas song.  With Bill and Joni joining onstage Little Drummer Boy got played twice as long on the encore and Christmas For Cowboys was also played,  Mike provided banjo accompaniment.  I also helped played guitar and provide some bass singing comedy on All Bout That Bass, by throwing the Chaga Ooga Ooga Ooga tag line from Hooked On A Feeling and also did the bass counterpoint to Keep Your Hands To Yourself.  Lorie did her Bootiful song as well, Joni played percussion, I played guitar and sang backup.

The final song was Seven Bridges Road and after that, it was over. We all exchanged pleasantries and I group hugged both Lorie and Luther Parker, it just seemed fitting.  Cathy marveled about how far I have become since playing two years ago and she thinks, just like the rest, that I have been playing my best of late, certainly tonight.   I did think the Christmas songs did come in handy.  Afterwards,  I talked to PJ Harrington about the future of the acoustic jam.    Either way this was the final acoustic jam at Checkers for 2018.  With next Wednesday open it leaves me thinking about seeing how the Jameson's acoustic jam in Waterloo would be like.  Or even Riverside for that matter.  Perhaps the best scenario would be is take Julie out to see a movie.  We haven't done much together since we been both sick and she's been busy with Ryan the past couple weekends.    


Other notes:  David Arnold popped in for the first hour.  Steve Black Wolf continues to deal with his own demons and hasn't been seen in a couple months.

I hope that in 2019 I will be able to continue to be a part of Lorie and Cathy's future jams at whereever they want to play at, be it the Cabin Jam or a reunion.  I know they, as well as Julie are the big reason that I have been playing guitar and singing.  They inspired me.  And will continue to do so.

It was 40 years ago that Michelle Martinko was murdered in the parking lot of Westdale Mall.  I remembered that night as I was out there and bought one of those pocket football games at a toy store and spent about a half hour in the car playing that game outside of Yonkers.  For many years, her murder became a cold case unsolved mystery.  Tonight, they arrested Jerry Burns for her murder from DNA testing and his was a positive match.  It's too early to tell but here's hoping that they finally caught the murderer  and Michelle can now rest peacefully as well as her parents.

Tuesday 18 December 2018

The Last Parlor City Blues Jam For 2018

With

Ryan Phelan-Lead Guitar and Vocals
Tom Giblin-Keyboards
Jon Wilson-Bass on two songs
Byron Stevens-Bass on the other two songs
I played drums

Dan Johnson Host Bass player

Miles Demarco, Julian, Stacy was the crowd

Songs

The Christmas Song
Jon Wilson Hits The Bass
Tangled Up In Blue
Mercy Mercy Mercy

I took a long lunch break and got yelled at for taking too long and get any work done but sometimes that happens.  But Ryan Phelan was host so I wanted to jam with him.

I haven't jammed with Dan Johnson at Parlor City since June and that might have been the only time I did jam with Dan.  It's usually with Mark Awad or Byron Stevens, both great bass players too.  It's the second time I shared the stage with Jon Wilson, who's a drummer by trade but has branched out to bass recently.  

Julian who works at Guitar Center and I have crossed paths, most recently at Otis Tailgators and he led the second set with three very long guitar workouts with Miles Demarco on drums.  Miles helps Dan Johnson and Skeeter Louis at Q Dogs on Wed or Thursday Night.

Some guy started things out with The Christmas Song.  Not sure who he was but it seems to be a Christmas tradition.  Couldn't figure out what song Jon and Ryan were playing but I followed along.  I did figure out Tangled Up In Blue and Mercy Mercy Mercy.

Christmas is next week and New Year's follows so this was the final Blues jam of 2018 at Parlor City. A very small crowd and even less jammers were on board.  It seems to the be way of things I noticed.  I have heard rumors that Checker's will retire the Wednesday Night Acoustic Jam starting next year, and since the split of the Acousta Kitties two years ago, it has died down a lot tho' Kevin Moore has been the new comer.  There doesn't seem to be much interest, even Steve Black Wolf has cut down on playing live and with Glen Gardner and Carl Meiners heading to Arizona for the winter, that will be less people playing.  Even Cathy Hart has expressed interest of moving on to her band and projects.  We're all getting old and even I'm beginning to realize that this is not as fun as it once was.  However, there will be two more Checker's acoustic jams coming up, plus the Artisan Sanctuary Open Mic jam.  I know Julie isn't too happy about Checker's pulling the plug, she does make some sort of money but the crowds have been disappointing. It bothers her but we can advertise the hell out of these jams but if nobody shows, it's a wasted effort.  Somewhere the jams will continue, something will always pop up.  They usually do.

And finally Mike Moran aka The Goat Singer is packing up and moving to Roanoke Virginia, taking his music with him.

He will be missed.

Sunday 16 December 2018

Sunday Funday Jam With the Hillbillies

Songs

Secret Agent Man
Take Me To The River
Long Black Veil
Six Days On The Road
Wildwood Flower
Hi Heel Sneakers
Suzie Q
Tulsa Time

(couple others)

With

Dan Hartman-Guitar and Vocals
Tommy Bruner-Guitar and Vocals
Eddie Jarrell-Bass and Vocals
Nick Lenicka-Harmonica
Terry McDowell-Host
I played drums on this segment.


A very small crowd of jammers  (only Trevor Worcel played drums outside of Terry McDowell) and perhaps the majority of people were not wanting to jam hillbilly music but we made the most of it.

Trevor had the honors of backing Russ up on Wonderful Tonight but his reward was to play on Midnight Rambler.

I think I played 8 songs, Dan did one before Tulsa Time with which a shuffle (it may have been Hi Heel Sneakers).   Certainly, my set of songs we got a lot of folks dancing and a few did leave tips in the process. Far as I know Tommy probably another song as well that Dan wanted him to sing but due to a memory lapse I can't think of it.

Since I was dealing with the flu/cold crud I opted to play the Rumor's Jam rather than Stone City.  It also enabled me to spend some time with Julie afterwards.  It's been a while since I was healthy enough to go see her.   I did showed up to watch her and Ryan (with Pat Gesland on percussion) play at the Grove last night, but I could managed to make it to 11 30 and crapped out.  She was still playing up there at 2 30 AM, about an hour after I went to bed.

She's amazing when she's stuck with the cold and still can sing well.

Thursday 13 December 2018

Artisan Sanctuary Open Mic 12/13/18 Congestion Blues

Songs:

Better Days
If You See Her
Go Out And Get It
Logic And Lies
Ol' 55



(Jim Jacobmeyer: Photo Credit.   Looks are deceiving but I felt like death warmed over, but my voice held up)

The Flu crud continues to  kick my ass.   Thought going to get a burrito would help things, it did not.  Once again I had to make a 10 minute trip to the office while Glen Gardner started the open mic tonight.   Lauren was doing a song called Better Days so I thought I start the night off with my own version.

I had a slight fever, still hacking and coughing and feeling weak in the knees but from what everybody said, I sounded pretty good.  Saturday I couldn't sing Ole 55 outside a smoker's hack bellow; this time I actually did sing it fairly well without high note problems.  I could have gone on for another song or two but I ran out of gas.

Lauren took on American Pie and did an amazing job, even if she did use a cheat sheet she did it with style and grace.  Gregdon Cole had his puppets out for a Christmas segment and I took over.

Dave gave me a Line 6 foot pedal just in case I want to use mine, which I haven't used in over a few years. I have a feeling I'll probably sell the amp to him come next year.  He's moving in with Sharon in Anamosa this weekend.  Their relationship really sprung up big time.  I wish him well.

Continuing to work on Ol 55 and Go Out And Get It have been the biggest priority of this month, even tho' I have been sidelined with the fucking flu that will not go away.  It didn't sound right at Checkers' Wednesday and turns out I was rushing the song.  In due time, the more I work on songs, the more they reveal themselves, even tho' I'm not a fan of the Eagles, I do have their albums or most of them.  Julie can do Hotel California all she wants, I will stick with Ol 55 and Outlaw Man.

A very small crowd tonight and I spilled some water on  Demetrius on the way back to my seat, which really put me in a bad mood, but he shrugged it off.  I think he knew I wasn't feeling well, but I'm sure next time, he might return the favor.  Another Spinal Tap moment I could do without.

After getting home, i debated about giving Ron a buzz about practicing with him this weekend but I got the fucking chills again, so I will have to postpone that till maybe Monday.  If he's still on speaking terms with me by then.  But I'm getting fucking sick of this flu cold crap.  Either cure or kill me.

Wednesday 12 December 2018

Checker's Acoustic Showcase 12/12/18

Songs:

Ol' 55
If You See Her
Go Out And Get It
If I Were A Carpenter
Good Time Charlie
Rainbow In The Dark
Gold Dust Woman
Stop Dragging My Heart Around

Julie Gordon: lead vocals on the last three songs.


An uneven return.  I couldn't remember how Ol 55 went and defaced that song quite badly.
My voice has gotten better since trying to sing while sick on Saturday but another night of performing for Julie, Dave and a couple others.  Kinda took all the fun of the set, Julie herself trying to get over her crud and helped sing on the last three songs.

A lot of improvising, screwing around the melody and knowing nobody in the bar would cared. Cuz there wasn't anybody there.

Dwayne Schminkey went up to  Casey's for a late night Gatorade and his car caught on fire.  Despite a few singed whiskers and burn marks on his forehead and a wounded pride he's fine.

Saturday 8 December 2018

Whittier 12/8/18

Songs;

Ole  55
If I Were A Carpenter
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
Everybody's Talking
Good Time Charlie


Stuck with the flu and cold crap that's been going around, I attempted to do some songs tonight but couldn't hit the high notes whatsoever.  Ol 55 made a painful debut with me singing it in the way Tom Waits would have done on Blue Valentine.  Gritty and paint peeling, not exactly tuneful.

If there was any positives out of this, at least my nose didn't plug up or me having coughing fits.  But I was very worried on how I was going to sound while rehearsing   Belinda James was going to help me out but she ending up getting major back and stomach pains so she stayed home.  It was the first time that Glen Gardner played Whittier and he concluded with Blackbird, a song dedicated to the memory of John Lennon who was taken out of this world 38 years ago.

I had no intentions of doing Christmas music but since a few others were doing that, I decided to dust off Santa Claus Is Coming To Town, done in my creepy Ole' Death voice.  Everybody's Talking was actually requested by somebody.  I thought about deferring that one to Glen but did my best despite limited vocal capability.   I don't know how Julie comes off singing great when she's stuck with the cold or flu.   On previous occasions or jams I canceled out if I felt this crappy, but I did feel okay despite having no voice.  And was told I did pretty good despite it all.

Carl Meiners dueted with Sue Ellen on their songs.  Maki Dervo came in out of the cold to do a couple of songs including Corina Corina.  Allen McGrew stayed up past 9 to do a few songs.

A small crowd on a chilly cold December evening.  Things ended around 9:30 after Glen sang Blackbird.

The next day, I couldn't make it to Stone City to play there.  The flu/cold crud wiped my voice out and I couldn't hit any mid range vocals.  It was better just to stay home.

Sunday 2 December 2018

Stone City Acoustic Showcase 12/2/18

Songs:

Go Out And Get It
If You See Her
Stop Draggin My Heart Around
Sundown
Good Time Charlie
Tulsa Time

Sharon helped sing on Sundown


I have had my Impala for Five years and four months and it turned 100K in my driveway the other night.  So much traveling to bargain hunts, to Davenport, to Dubuque, to Madison and to Waterloo and two long drives to St. Louis and Kirksville Missouri, to visit Hastings before they closed their doors.  This car has done everything I've asked of it.  There's been a couple of scrapes and cracks in the window due to dumbass construction guys having an open ended top that spewed rocks out and cracking my windows.  I also hit a couple curbs and having to replace two tires in the process.  I hope to get another 100K or 2 out of it. A great car that continues to do the job.

I must be doing  something different.  In the past two weeks of indifference, I have been playing better of late.  In fact Dave Bonham swore that was the best guitar performance I ever did.  I think playing the same songs over might have something to do with it, or I'm beginning to get comfortable with the songs.  I'm proud of the fact that Go Out And Get It made it's debut and people liked that song.  I also get compliments about playing the more obscure stuff.  It don't bother me when Dave plays Everybody's Talking,or Glen Gardner for that matter.  Songs are meant to be played by anybody and everybody.  Which is the fun thing to do.

Glen announced he was going to Arizona in January and February, joining Carl Meiners down in Scottsdale.  Glen is tired of the snow and cold and can't say that I blame him.  Hell, if you got the money go for it.  I'd love to go myself.  Carl is leaving after next Sunday, so I must spend time with him before he goes. Without him and Glen, the jams will be a bit more empty.

And so, Ron Lafluer talked to me about coming over to his place and jam to help him and Dakota.  I'm not sure if this would be a right fit, one blow up and I would leave.  I hope we can at least help each other and his band out, but I do know about his reputation of going through drummers and bass players.  He can rock it with the best,  all I can do is let him know about my situation and how my regular job comes first and anything else with that.  I'm not that dedicated to music anymore, it's supposed to be a hobby and we'll leave it at that.  But I may have gotten too deep with Ron and now have to see if I can fit in with his band.  Ron is retired and can play music all day, I have to work a regular job to pay bills.

Dave knows how to play guitar and he was talking of all the interesting chords that I did on my songs tonight.  The slight difference is that I didn't resort to bashing out on the strings as I did Wednesday Night, but then again I didn't do Samson And Delilah.  Even Katy, God bless her liked the songs I did tonight.  It really means a lot to have people compliment on the music that you do.  I'm sure I can play drums in four bands and still do guitar on jam Sundays but it has to be fun for me to do this.
Dave's very knowing on guitar playing and styles, I just go by play and feel.  I do believe playing certain songs do make some jam nights better.

Last year at this time Julie became my special friend and so Stop Draggin My Heart Around was dedicated to her since she sang that song and singing Gold Dust Woman wouldn't sound right if I done it.  The song was spur of the moment.

And so it goes.



Saturday 1 December 2018

Waubeek Jam 12/1/18

Songs

Everybody's Talking
For What It's Worth
Good Time Charlie
I Fought The Law
Let's Work Together/
Rock Me Baby
I Always Want To Be With You/
Listen To Love


Donna Jo Eisner-Backing vocal and percussion

Also

Played drums for The Hippie Boy Scouts
Which is Ron LaFluer and Dakota McWhorter

And some songs for Maki Dervo and Donna Jo
Sir Fredrick Jones-Harmonica
Dan Diaz-Harmonica


Songs include

Take Me To The River
Gimme Shelter
All Along The Watchtower
Before You Accuse Me
Purple Rain
Drive
Sitting On Top Of The Bay
Mrs. Robinson
Mustang Sally-Respect
Use Me
Down On The Corner
Dakota/Dervo Jam Song


My original intention was heading into town and watching Four Day Creep but Brenda and Greg Mein talked me into doing the Waubeek jam instead.  They were at the Crankshaft Rumor's gig and was about three sheets into the wind.  Greg wasn't feeling any pain but he had too much to drink and as soon he left, Joe stole his drink, and proceeded to hit the stage and sing two songs.  It was a fun but strange night.  I even had some drunk chick come up and dance with me for a half a song before she went to another guy.

Anyway, fast forward one night later.  Five minutes before I was about to leave, Greg calls and says he's not feeling it and decides to stay home.  Since it was too late to head into CR, I went to Waubeek.

One of the smallest crowds ever there.  Nelson had a party and most went there.  So it was basically me, Katy, Ron, Dakota, Donna Jo and Fred.  It  ended after my set of songs at a quarter after midnight.  Donna Jo helped sing the first three songs, after that I was playing to indifference.

But I did back up Ron and Dakota for their set and Ron got the folks dancing up a storm.  He wanted me to join his band afterwards.  He's about the fourth or fifth person asking me if I had a band of sorts. I do have the Townedgers and Dreams Of Arcadia I helped out.  I'd love to help people out but I'm very lazy about practicing and I'm always torn between record collecting and band projects.  I can sit in but I don't commit very well.  That's been known for quite a while.  Including relationships.




Thursday 29 November 2018

Artisan Sanctuary Setlist 11/29/18 It comes from the soul

Songs;

If You See Her
For Shame Of Doing Wrong/
Logic And Lies
Good Time Charlie
Samson And Delilah


(If I had my way, yeah I would tear this building down)


(Gregdon Cole trying to get a good shot of me, and failing in the process)

Notes:

I haven't ventured far from the songs that I have sang the past week or so.  Usually the Sanctuary is the place for Logic And Lies but I did some different chords into it after playing For Shame Of Doing Wrong.  I even had the audience clapping along to If You See Her.

I think it's easier to play songs such as Good Time Charlie's Got The Blues, since it doesn't venture far from the G, C, D and the occasional A chord on the tag line. But doing Samson And Delilah and pounding chords off the guitar continues to keep the crowd interested. The Guild guitar takes a beating that's for sure.  But it doesn't break strings on a regular basis as the Blue Brat Ibenez. Since Jim Jacobmeyer likes my music, he lets me do an extra song, sometimes two.

The regulars were there, Demteri Harris, Pat Lower, M.J, Glen Gardner, Dave Bonham, Lauren Shuster, Phil Thomas, Darryl Honkinson, Bill Schlatter, Gregdon Cole.  It was a better showcase than the last time, no boring stories, Pat playing shorter Dylan songs  A new guy was there and I forgot his name but he followed me and did a few interesting songs Ohio, Indiana Wants Me, Last Song came to mind.  Dave did his own version of Everybody's Talking.  M.J. did First Cut Is The Deepest and Patrick did All Along The Watchtower.  It's always interesting to see what people do to the songs that I play.



Lauren, Glen's wife has started to play her music and she has a Judy Collins type of voice and she does some pretty good folk singing.  Of course being with Glen, who's been instrumental of encouraging and helping along the way does help a lot.  She took a few pictures of the gig. I posted the best ones of me.  I don't take very good pictures playing live but I have to have something to document the showcases. I can count on Lauren or Glen to take some shots, even tho' I look like I rather be someplace else.  But that's not the case.  I just get into the music and if I get into the music I don't notice the crowd all that much or I'm closing my eyes.

Next to Stone City, The Sanctuary has been the other best place for me to play and sing in front of a appreciative crowd, even on off nights.  Checker's as well.  I've only known Glen for just about a year and he's been very supportive of my efforts.  Jim too.  I mean he gave me my first paying gig in quite some time in Marion.  The stage fright is there and I tend to close my eyes and look away but I have yet to scamper off stage and hiding in the recording room.

But then again, I haven't looked at playing guitar more at gigs either.  I still enjoy playing drums better. Questions remain almost two years onward. Can I exploit this to my advantage?  Or to add Julie into the mix?  I love doing a couple songs here and there with her on stage but still am not sure if we can tolerate one another for more than a set of our own music.  The Townedgers?  I haven't gotten to Geoff on this.  With Russ?  I don't think he's that interested, even after getting Matt's drums over to his place we have yet to practice.   I donno, I could make a working gig if I was more into it. But it is known that I don't exactly frequent bars to play.  I would be taken advantage of quite quickly since I have a passive and easy going attitude.  But it comes and goes.  Julie has gigs with Ryan and with Dave, a third with me would get in the way.  For now, I'm more happy just to do the acoustic jam and play three or four songs.  I could go for gigs later on.

Wednesday 28 November 2018

Checkers Acoustic Showcase 11/28/18

Songs:

Outlaw Man
If You See Her
Good Time Charlie
Samson And Delilah
I Won't Back Down
Sugar Coated Lovin
Everybody's Talking

One of those long lunches I take and play for a couple of hours.  Thanks To Glen Gardner and Carl Meiners for letting me play before them in order to get back to work.

Somebody requested me to play some Eagles music and I decided to go with Outlaw Man, done for the first time ever and still playing around with it  but it did come out okay.

I Won't Back Down was the Tom Petty song dedicated to Ryan Matthew Paul.  He hates Tom Petty.

Julie Gordon and Dave Bonham were the hosts.

It was a solo appearance.   Julie recorded Good Time Charlie for shits and giggles.

Sunday 25 November 2018

Stone City Acoustic Showcase 11/25/18

Songs played

The Race Is On
Fox On The Run
If You See Her
Sundown
Good Time Charlie


Aaron Caryl-Fiddle



(Glen Gardner: Photo Credit.  Aaron and me)

Notes:   We were under a winter storm warning and Iowa City ended up getting 7 inches of the white stuff, but up here it bypassed us.  I could see the snowstorm on the way over to Stone City General Store but it never did ventured up north.  We had a dry atmosphere that kept it down there.  Amazing what 10 miles will do in this type of weather.

While last week was a study in everything gone wrong, this time out things were much different.  I had a new set of strings and while my memory was fuzzy on some of the songs, I had ample help from Aaron who played some cool fiddle leads to the songs.  I simply bypassed the bridge to If You See Her and simply let him fiddle it out.

Terry McCauley is one of the best folk singers around and he was there.  He did congratulated and complimented on the songs that I played.  He marveled how I banged the songs out on guitar.  Told him it came naturally since I'm a drummer.

Despite the uncertainly of the weather we did had a pretty good crowd at the General Store.  The warm response to the songs has been a shot in the arm and has helped getting my confidence back.  Plus the jammers there do help.

I passed on playing Rumors this afternoon, due to the weather and me wanting to stay close to home. But I am sure I was missed.  But I also knew they had a few drummers up there keeping the beat.  I shall return soon.

When I don't know yet.

 

Sunday 18 November 2018

Stone City Acoustic Showcase 11/18/18 L'arity Ensures

Songs:

Ring Of Fire
Realitiesville
Summertime Blues
Everybody's Talking
I Won't Back Down


I can't say if this was my worst performance but the kind people at The General Store were very gracious in their applause.  Cause, nothing worked very well.


First of all, the guitar was out of tune when I took the stage and couldn't get the GD thing tuned right. So anything that used a capo was out of the setlist.  And then I was turning up the wrong fucking string, I almost busted the G string when it should have been the Low E string.  And then I dropped the pick on Realitesville and proceeded to play so hard I end up getting a blister on my thumb.

Overall, the vocals went okay.

For the most part , this afternoon's jammers opted for slower songs that kinda put things out of the mood. Steve Black Wolf changed things with a Irish drinking song with everybody helping out on the clapping.  Then proceeded to redo a verse in Lyin Eyes, since he couldn't remember one line.  I do that sometimes myself.

I sat with Steve and his wife most of the day, when they left Katy and Maki Dervo came over and kept me company.  Katy didn't play but she sang out in the crowd.

Maki saved the best for last, but reciting the whole Alice Restaurant Massacre since it was Thanksgiving weekend.  I thought he would do a short version, he actually did the whole version, all 20 minutes of it.  I did hang around only to tell Maki he owes us a drink next time he plays.  We talked about bringing drums to the Waubeek jam in December.   I can hook up the Tama set for some double duty and let somebody else play them while I take a break.  Probably a good bet, I'll be bringing the Impulse Cymbals should that happen.


Tuesday, I stopped to Parlor City for the Blues Jam but didn't play drums.  Nice of T Bone, Jon Wilson and Dan Johnson asking if I wanted to play.  Wasn't many drummers up there and perhaps I should have.  Both Brook Hoover and even Tommy Bruner played drums, had I known that I would have stayed and watched that.


Thanksgiving:  Glen Gardner had a Thanksgiving dinner and acoustic jam, so I showed up.  Jim Jacobmeyer, M.J were there, M.J played some cool blues lead guitar.  Steve Black Wolf, Sofia Chesney, Demtris Young and Rocky Smith were there.  Dave Bonham was there too with a new date, Sharon, who usually sings backup at various acoustic jam sessions at Whittier, Waubeek and Ramsey's.  Molly Wade was there with her new boyfriend as well.  I really didn't feel like singing but they did coax me into singing two songs, Let's Work Together and Rock Me Baby.

Dave mentioned he and Julie did play from 11 to 1 at Chrome Horse Benefit for the Veterans but Ryan was a no show, he was supposed to come up and play.  When I got up there after 2, nobody was there, and my guess was that Julie went over to Ryan's to practice.  Ryan is supposed to play keyboards for the return of Skin Kandy  Friday Night at Rumor's.  Will he show up to play is anybody's guess but I'll make a trip in town to see if they do play.

The weekend is up in the air. A major winter storm is bearing down and everything will be buried in snow again.  Not what I want nor need but we haven't had a major snow winter in about four years.  I'm sure that will change.  I haven't done much walking around town.  And the way it's going, I don't forsee much walking in the future.  Stone City is the first destination, snow or no snow.
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Sunday 11 November 2018

Tami Soukup's Birthday Bash 11/11/18

With

Dan Hartman-Vocals and guitar
Tommy Bruner-Guitar and vocals
Freddy Jones-Harmonica
Bart Carfizzi-Vocals on one song
Randy Burgdorff-Bass
R.Smith-Drums
Terry McDowell-Paiste Cymbals endorser and host.

Songs I remembered

Corn Liquor
Take Me To The River
Ramblin Man
Tulsa Time
Jumping Jack Flash
Oh Boy
Crossroads
Fast As You


(The Birthday Girl and Andi Clay on the left)

There were two other songs that Dan Hartman played but I think they were originals or obscure country songs.  Rick Clay replaced me on drums for Runaway so I didn't have to play it.

The place was packed with folks wishing Tami happy birthday but only me and D J Hovenstat played drums.  Pat Geasland and Mike Serbousek were in attendance but I don't think either one played.

A rare sighting that Glen Gardner played and played electric. DJ and Billy Bourbon helped out with Bird on bass.  He started with Can't Find My Way Home and Can't You See and Roadhouse Blues figured into this.  Also Steamroller.

First song I heard walking into Rumor's was Dreams I'll Never See Again.  Tho' I would have loved to play that song with Rick, it's always good to have somebody else play it.  A difference of sound actually. Terry McDowell always does a great job playing drums and is better at the drum rolls and double bass beats.

For some strange reason Shelly Foley was looking a pair of drumsticks to give to her daughter from participating drummers; I don't know if Terry did or not, but I ended up retiring my Buddy Rich pair, and autographing them and giving them to Shelly.   It seemed like a good idea.

Tommy has seemed to be more down the past couple jams.  I really feel for him.  I know who she is, but her name I can't remember.

Afterwards, I stopped over at Julie's place and hang out with her and her furbabies  for an hour, discussing ideals for the Acousta Crabbies project.  We have a love that's like anybody else's, the ups the downs and in between.  I'm difficult to deal with, too set in my ways and can't commit.  Julie can see anybody she wants but perhaps she doesn't want to.  This knight in shining armor has a lot of rust spots and has no tolerance of anything, somehow she overlooks that.  She's a spitfire that will shoot out fire and brimstone when she's in a bad mood but then an hour later comes back and checks up on you to see if anything is okay.  She's remains a good friend, but I have noticed that her hugs last a long time before we say goodbye and me returning back home.

My voice is still shredded from Saturday's screamfest and I donno if I did ruin my voice forevermore but I do feel better.  Perhaps a few days of resting of my vocal-chords will help, Kevin Burt is playing Checkers this Wednesday so no acoustic jam there.

Overall, today's jam was the best of the bunch this week.

Pictures from Tami




Tommy playing a real Les Paul,one of many from Rick Clay's Collection.




Mr. Dan Hartman on guitar, playing Billy Bourbon's guitar




Bird looks like he's sleeping on the job.




So is the drummer.




Saturday 10 November 2018

Whittier Acoustic Showcase 11/10/18

Songs played

If You See Her
Tulsa Time Revisited
For Shame Of Doing Wrong
Slipping Away
Love The One You're With
Good Time Charlie


And

With Julie Gordon and Ryan Paul at the Office Lounge In Monticello
Dreams Of Arcadia

Baby What You Want Me To Do
Stop Dragging My Heart Around
Gold Dust Woman



Lee and Nancy, the inspiration of the Acousta Crabbies, I did sound like Lee tonight.

I continue to have shit luck of going anywhere.  Before going to the jam, I drove down to Mount Vernon for supper,only have to deal with speeders, a wallet that continues to throw half my credit cards and driver's ID on the floor,and dealing with the romper room crowd of people and five or six brats not behaving, once they leave another family comes along.  Then the Iowa Hawkeyes fumbled the ball twice in the forth quarter to lose the ball game and then I had to wait about 10 minutes to get the check.  Usually the place is quick to get me in an out but not was the case tonight.  And then over to the store to pick up some milk only to deal with more stupids and then the car didn't want to start and then I hit the GD curb.  That's where I lost it.  I cursed everything, the day I was born, the creator of this paradise we call earth and all the crappy luck.  It was a black cloud of hatred coming down the road, back to home, back to pick up my guitar and Julie having issues with her PA system, thankfully she got that working again.

It's been a while since I let off such a scream fit that I was screaming in a higher octave.  That's when I realized I blew out my voice.  And just in time for the Whittier Showcase.

Mike Moran had the Goat Singers thing going on at Artisan Sanctuary, Julie and Ryan were at Monticello, Karl and Jeff were at Cooters and fighting the crappy Hawkeye game and then Karl losing it on Facebook. Phil Bo King had his birthday bash but once again it fell on the Whittier Jam so I had to take another rain check.

I went acoustic since I had no time to get into the electric and deal with 20 degree cold weather.  They started earlier than usual, I wasn't ready so I deferred to Stuart Pershing.  With hardly any voice I started it off with If You See Her which went better than it did Thursday Night.  Allen McGrew did a short version of Tulsa Time so I decided to reprise that song after he left.  Stuart gave me some song ideas to do in the future, Fire On The Mountain and Feeling Alright.  I can see why people play Wonderful Tonight, it sucks playing drums but the chords are easy.  I also jotted down Pink Houses for future shows, but I don't really think I need to play it.  Unless Julie is around.

The other highlight  was playing For Shame Of Doing Wrong in a new arrangement. Slipping Away suffered from not playing it for a while and I don't think I can hit the notes on Love The One You're With, I may just retire that song.

Things ended at 9:30 so I had time to change cars and return to Monticello and helped Julie and Ryan finish out the night on Congas and did three songs with Julie.  We fought with the arrangement of Baby What You Want Me To Do, she wanted to do Etta James and I wanted Jimmy Reed's version but we did find a happy medium. Stop Draggin My Heart Around was rough but Julie believes that tonight's version of Gold Dust Woman was the best so far.  Which is saying something.  I had no voice whatsoever on this segment but managed to harmonize a bit on Gold Dust Woman and went for a croaking bass vocal on What You Want Me To Do.

In order for me to help my raw, ripped apart throat, I decided on Rum n Coke, a very rare chance of me drinking but it did help a little bit.  Tonight I thought about maybe covering Ryan's song Higher for the next Townedger album. He and Julie do have some good originals that might make a good album.  I'm still fighting the indifference and blah attitude of playing guitar but at least I'm taking notes on doing new songs and pitching them to Julie if and when the Acoustic Crabbies get going.  She's better off continuing her gigs with Guitar Dave or Ryan. I still think I'm better off just doing a few songs with her than a whole gig.  We're still getting along just fine.  And I can live with that.

Thursday 8 November 2018

Artisan Sanctuary Open Mic 11/8/18

Songs:

If You See Her
Never Been To Spain
Knocking On Heaven's Door
Logic And Lies

Thanks to Phil and Darryl, Jim, Patrick, Gregdon and Demetrius  for hanging around.

Notes:

We had a big bunch of jammers but most got bored by a guy reading for about 40 minutes and sucking the life out of this jam.  Patrick tried to karaoke El Paso and Hurricane, Aaron Carl helped on fiddle but Pat gave up half way through El Paso.  It was that type of night.


The jam went over time and Stu Pershing had to leave without playing, 3 AM comes too early for him so he cut out, and most jammers had to cut their songs down to 3.  In my case I picked four short ones.   I really didn't feel like playing but Jim and Gregdon encouraged me to do so.

If You See Her was done for the first time in a tossed off way.  I even through a F bomb in one verse, nobody was there and I could get away with it.  I did give Jim a big contribution to keeping his place open and he was gracious enough for me to add the extra song.  I was the last performer.

Dave Bonham did play Love The One You're With and then home to argue politics with Shawn Ster, who wasn't there tonight.  I thought about reprising Love The One You're With but I was in a indifferent mood. I'm surprised the songs did come out half way listenable, although I did mess up the chords to Never Been To Spain.


And on the way home, it begin to snow.  Looks like a long winter.

FMR.

Needless to say I was a bit bummed that most of the jammers went home when I finally did my songs at around 10 PM, (We had a spoken word guy that did three lenghty stories that took the life out of the open mic Thursday Night.  I could have ordered up a pizza at Urban Pie for supper and come back and not miss a thing.  I had thought about following Stu Pershing's lead and called it an early evening.  I wasn't feeling very well and the cold weather didn't help.

I debuted If You See Her, a song from the 1992 Drive In Blues album, the original version was sped up way too fast when Maier Records issued it on CD but I wanted to  try something new and exciting.  The F bomb is not in the original song, I was just disgusted of seeing a capacity crowd dwindle down to six people and just wanting to stop at the store for a few things and having my usual night cap of Cold meds and Nyquil and go to bed.   Due to length of the storyteller, the remaining artists had a three song limit.  But I did four short songs, as compensation for hanging in there.  The songs  were sloppy but those who stayed had a good time.

3 years into the music scene and it’s becoming crystal clear that I’m not about to play in front of crowds of more than 10 people and singing my songs.  I would have better luck playing drums for the same amount of people and let somebody else  sing the damn songs.   I kinda lost my luster of playing since I had to get back to my real job and pay the bills and I do admit that the past week of playing, I have a tossed off indifference to what I’ve been playing and singing.  The best showcase was Stone City last Sunday, but even then I wondered what the hell I was doing there.    I’m slowly going back into my shell,  I haven’t socialized much and when I do go out, I popped in to see a band for a couple songs and then move on.  I did that last Friday when FLEX was playing, I sneaked into the back of the bar on a open table and listened for a half hour and then went home.    Over the week, Julie was working on a new song and did 9 different versions and I offered my take on them.   The hope is that she’ll get into a studio and do a proper version.  Otherwise, I may cherry pick her best version and add percussion and see where it leads.    I have friends that offered studio time, Rod Albaugh in Clarence, Jim Jacobmeyer and the Sanctuary Recording Studio, even Brook and Stu offered to record (for a fee of course).  I tend to favor my old crude way of recording (four track Cassette, Terry Bainbridge helping whenever he can).  I just haven’t been interested of recording new music.  It serves no purpose but to be a reference to remember the melodies.

Yes, Depression is a bitch, and yes it has been an hindrance the past month.  I’m slowly turning away from everybody, the musicians, friends and moving back into a solitude that I’ll never break away from.   I also know that if I make the stage, it means that the demons haven’t won yet.   Even with a blah attitude, the ones who stayed Thursday Night persuaded me to at least finish the Open Mic night on a strong note.  To which I thank them for being there, even though the opening acts were probably home in bed when I finished my set.

Next up: Whittier Acoustic Showcase, David Lam hosting and I’m sure I’ll be playing to audience of five once again.  So I’ll do that, and if time allows, will try to catch Julie and Ryan play Monticello.  The Whittier jam starts at 7 and ends around 10.  It’s a half hour to Monticello and The Office Lounge and they play till 11.  That will leave me about a half hour to support their cause.

After that, the guitar is put away for another week.  Or maybe longer.  Or maybe never.

Sunday 4 November 2018

Stone City Acoustic Showcase 11/4/18

Songs played

Good Time Charlie Got The Blues
I Won't Back Down
I Don't Know Why You Keep Me On
Never Been To Spain
Summertime Blues
Teri My Love

Aaron Caryl: Lead Guitar on Teri My Love
Glen Gardner: Guitar on Good Time Charlie
Lane Gaffney: Backing Vocal on I Won't Back Down.

Notes:

Maki Dervo led off the acoustic jam for that rare time.  Me and Glenn were discussing a song that Maki and I did last night and I remembered the title.  Now I have forgotten it again.

Dave Bonham did Love The One You're With so I ended up playing I Won't Back Down.

I'm slowly trying to get back into playing guitar and singing despite the constant depression that binds over me.  It's not easy but I do have the support of Glen Gardner, Carl Meiners and Dave Bonham who was there tonight and with help from Aaron and Lane Gaffney.  I have to choose to either play Stone City or Rumors, and while the Rumors jam had plenty of musicians (I hope) I wanted to stay around close to home.  Gaining an hour back was welcomed but not the 5 oclock sunset and darkness.  Not that we had sunshine, it rained all day.  But  Daylight Savings Time is over. We are now in the darkness.

Depression isn't fun and the slowly coming of my life winding down doesn't help either.  Bruce Stanley passed when he was 57.  I've outlived him and still miss him two years after the fact.

Joe Greene and I have been high school friends but he never seems to chat with me when he's up at the General Store and of course he left during my set.    Maybe I don't have friends.  I never get much support from them when I do play live.  It's pointless to complain about it.  Hardly anybody pays much attention to the starving artist anymore.  I do what I can.


The waitress, was spot on, always checking to see if we need a refill and in the process got Bill Schlatter a bit tipsy, giving him three drinks before his set of songs.  He came back and asked me what I thought of his version of Folsom Prison Blues.  I looked at him and say, you actually played it?

And I still can't remember that song Maki Dervo did last night to close our Waubeek set. And it's driving me crazy.


Saturday 3 November 2018

Waubeek First Of The Month Jam-One Year Later

With

Maki Dervo-Guitar and Vocals
Phil Koening-Bass
Lunch Time Chuck-Bass
Nelson-Slide guitar
David Lam-Guitar and vocals
Aaron Caryl-Fiddle
Lenny Drake-Guitar and vocals
Captain Kirk-Guitar and vocals
R.Smith-Drums

And

Katy
Dale Lam
Diane Koening
Danny Diaz
Freddy Jones
Dana "Rocky" Smith
Ron Lafleur
Dakota McWhoerter

Songs:

St James Infirmary
Wearing A Dead Man's Shirt
Up On Cripple Creek
Highway Patrol Man
Kiss An Angel Good Morning
Venus
Laugh Laugh

Couple others that escape my mind

I'm not a fan of the rain.  For the final weekend of daylight savings time, all it has done is rain and it rained all night.  We get the fucking rivers back in their banks and Mother Nature opens up with another five inches of rain and we are under water again.  Thank goodness we got the basement waterproofed.  It would be a mess once again.  It's been that way since September.

It's been one year since my first introduction to the Waubeek jam and it remains a strange and wonderful well kept secret.  Hardly anybody from Cedar Rapids goes there.  Guess it's pointless for them to drive about an half hour to meet with the country freaks out here.

Again, I opted for playing drums.  Rocky Smith did the majority of drum playing, backing up Ron LaFleur and Dakota and Callie aka The Hippie Boy Scouts. Comparing Rocky's playing to mine when I backed them up, I think my playing was more raw and faster playing.  Since he bought his own cymbals I figured he should be the main player. The lateness of the hour came when Lenny came up to play his set and it was already 1 AM, Nelson was playing drums, I was going home.  I was tired.

I try not to get too caught up in the booze and zaniness of the other folks there.  If you get too friendly with anybody they then suspect that you're trying to pick them up.  Don't get naughty?  Not trying to be that way, she's not my type and she's taken, but  don't take it the wrong way.  I prefer solitude, and besides I'm not into smokers.  Have a nice day.

Going well into my third year of playing again, it seems I'm losing interest in the whole thing.  For the third straight month I've been told I'm playing too fast on certain songs which is beginning to bug the hell out of me.  Am I not getting into a slower and grooving beat or am I rushing things?  It's only a jam right, this is not an audition for being in a band.  Am I drinking too much root beer and having the caffeine making things faster on my playing even at age 57?   I managed to find the Bo Diddley beat on Dead Man's Shirt but even I thought I was playing slower on the first song, I was still playing too fast.  Maybe the end is near, it seems that way.

I wouldn't say if being the Grim Reaper might have played a role in the depression and downturn of events this fall making me disinterested or playing lackluster, but upon looking back upon my life and seeing where I went wrong in terms of dating and love  I hadn't been much fun with.  The shitty weather hasn't helped at all this fall and being wear down at my place of employment during the busy fall season has made me question this life.  Every little thing has really gotten me so pissed off and angry that I would rather just hide from the world.  The world has gotten worse.  We have a fucking idiot masquerading as President, we have the Republicans trying to turn this place into the new Russia, I hit every fucking red light in town and twice more the long red lights, which means an instant traffic jam and yet another douchenozzle riding your ass down the road.   And idiots, lots of them.  Going home past the bar and having some drunk chick waddle out in front of your car with a drink in hand...cow wandering out of its pasture, the other chick waiting to cross, and I look at her and say You sure, I don't want you to commit suicide on my behalf if you wonder out.  Then waiting for 10 minutes at McDonalds as the dumb fuck help bypasses you and don't wait.  And they want 15 dollars an hour?  Fuck you, I will make the damn sandwiches myself, or better yet go to Moe's Grill.  At least I got in and out, The Blairs Ferry McDonalds I'd still be waiting.

And then you can't go out and have fun and not having some drunk chick thinking you're trying to pick them up.  (and they wonder why I never show up when they invite me to their private jams) . Welcome to my world, 2018, where nothing goes right, I play too fast and it all sounds wrong.   This is why people want out of this world.  We keep hearing trust the Lord and he won't fail you, well he certainly don't hear you when you hope and pray that you get to work without hitting every red light and dumb fuck idiots out there, or have to watch for varmints crossing the highway in the dead of night, raccoon and possums love to commit suicide on your watch it seems.

And it continues to rain.  If I'm not self analyzing on my set list of songs I played, I'm going back to the past and looking at my past girlfriends and wondering what the hell happened. 25 years ago, I got back with Penny, my best friend's sister for the second time to try to make things work. 40 years ago, I was supposed to take her out to Homecoming but had to work at my dishwashing suck job but she waited for me and we did go watch a movie.  I wasn't a very good boyfriend back then, nobody from high school usually is.  Since the other girl at hand we didn't date at all (we had chances but they fell by the wayside at a spring time dance)  Penny was my high school sweetheart.  Which isn't saying much, she did marry her high school sweetheart.  But we tried, but she knew me better.  It wasn't going to work.  All my life, I never could give up my ways to share with anybody, I grew up with records and being alone most of this life.  My longest relationship was 3 and a half years.  2nd half that long.  I was used to coming back home to the place that I felt at home and didn't have that when I was with anybody.   When you're with somebody, chances are you're going to argue and you're going to bitch that the other wasn't helping.  For many years I wondered why I couldn't find that special somebody.This year I knew the reason and it goes all the way back 40 plus years, of picking the wrong girl to spend your life with, even when she lived six states away, it wasn't going to work. Had I not known this girl, perhaps Janice or Penny would be the long suffering wife or better half.  I have good women in this life, even today.  I can still see the girl in my Public Relations class smiling at me wanting to know me at Kitty's for an hour, then leaving the place crying when I sat there and did nothing.  And hoping I could find her and explain my actions.  Perhaps it was best I never seen her again.  I would disappoint her again, like the rest.

The basis of my blog is to document the good and the bad and sometimes I take a deep look into the past to see how things were and had they made me who I am today.  I cannot remember any of my guy friends before we moved to Marion, but I know most of the girls that used to chase me around the school yard tho'. And then try to remember the good things that I did at FB company on my year of participating the Waubeek jam, only to remember the bad and otherwise.  I have given up on love, given up on trying to find the one to spend what's left of time I have on this fucked up planet.  And it's getting to the point that I'm about ready to give up playing once again and returning back to the darkness, and just work on the next Townedgers album. The stage fright of playing guitar live has returned and I must overcome that to play again and chances are I will, if not at Stone City, then certainly at the Artisan Sanctuary Open Mic or Whittier.  In front of friendlier faces and not having to worry if I did something to think if some woman thinks I'm trying to put the move on her.  I'm not that way and I can live without them as it has been shown over the years.  That's not about to change.

And it continues to rain.

Phil Bo's wife got into a fight with some female after I left and he was playing.  I heard it was a duet and she took exception to it.   She was acting weird most of the night.

Wednesday 31 October 2018

Checker's Halloween Acoustic Party

Songs:

Oh Death
Spirit In The Sky
I Fought The Law
Baby What You Want Me To Do
Love The One You're With
Gold Dust Woman

Julie Gordon: Lead vocals on Gold Dust Woman, backing vocals (Baby, Love)

Can't Find My Way Home
Missing You
Wooden Ships
Suite Judy Blues Eyes

Glen Gardner: Lead vocals and guitar
Dave Bonham-guitar and vocals
Donna Jo and Julie: backing vocals
Mike Lint: Congas on Can't Find My Way Home
The Reaper played percussion on Missing You
I played congas on the other two songs.

Mike Lint and Carl Meiners also played and sang.



(Julie Gordon: Photo Credit-The Reaper)

My first batch of songs played on guitar and I trying to fit in with the spirit of Halloween.  It was the first time in about a month that I played a weeknight jam

Other songs of consideration:

Death Has No Mercy
Killed By Death
Grim Reaper Of Love
The End
See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
Glad To See You Go
Knocking On  Heaven's Door
Hellbound Train
Sympathy For The Devil
Long Black Veil
Two Hangmen
Five Minutes To Go

Well you get the picture now.



KISS meets The Phantom 2018  (Mike Lint, Ryan Paul as Starman, ? as the Reaper)



(Donna Jo as Mystery Woman, I'm in the background)



(The Reaper backing up Glen Gardner on Missing You-His long fingers actually kept a better beat than me)

Since Steve Black Wolf was sick, we didn't play Last Kiss.

Oh Death was in truncated form.  And done without guitar.  For some reason Spirit In The Sky was next. It was something I thought up on the spot.

I didn't tell anybody I was coming.  I was not sure about our situation at work, we had things to do and thank goodness I got back there to sort out a big mess before third shift came in.  Turns out one of our temps left some documents in the slitter that were not slitted and the batch they were in, was already scanned.  This season has been a cluster-phobia of student tests either not slit or the scan tracks got hacked off. A big no no in our company. Thankfully I got that sorted out before the Wicked Witch of 3rd Shift came in.  Otherwise we would have heard about it the next day.

A very small crowd tonight at Checkers but Mike Lint joined on congas.

Dave recorded it.  Julie's vocals came out great, mine didn't.

I borrowed Dave Bonham's guitar on the songs that I did play. Julie helped out and we concluded with Gold Dust Woman.  Love The One You're With made it's debut.  Not bad considering that I couldn't remember the words and trying to sing though a mask. I tried singing in a lower voice.  Three and half weeks later, I was a bit rusty but even with a small crowd and jammers I had a good time and sounded better than expected.

So did this guy.