Songs played
Turn The Page (Steve Black Wolf)
Stand By Me
Knocking On Heaven's Door
Long Hard Road (Carl Meiners)
Grandpa Was A Carpenter
Paradise
Can't You See (Brenda And Greg Meinfield)
Heard It In A Love Song
The Weight
Bobby McGee
American Pie (Cathy Wildcat)
Dreams (Pinicon Drift)
Drift Away
That's How I Got To Memphis
You're No Good
Sitting On Dock Of The Bay
Pride And Joy (Blues Rox)
Tore Down
Ready For Love
Texas Flood
Wipe Out
Free Bird
Turn The Page (Karl Hudson and Jeff Overly)
Rick Wengle-Play Congas
Steve Black Wolf-Guitar and vocals
Carl Meiners-Guitar and Lead Vocals
Brenda Hoskins Mein-Keyboard, Flute and vocals
Greg Mein-Lead Vocals
Cathy Wildcat-Vocals
David Peterson-Vocals
Julie-Vocals
Scott-Guitar
Kristopher Bries-Lead vocals and guitar
Brian Bries-Guitar and vocals
Russ Swearingen-Bass
Mark Awad-Bass
Karl Hudson-Guitar and vocals
Jeff Overly-Saxophone
Mike Fredericks-Banjo
Donna Jo-Percussion
R. Smith-Drums
Plus
Bill Sclatter
Jim Myers (Thanks for buying supper)
Brett Johnson
Mak Dervo
Sandy Black Wolf
Gary Markley
Barb and Greg Francisco (who played bag pipes in between Steve and Carl's set)
And others.
True to her word, Donna Jo did give me a nice bonus for bringing the drums out and being part of yet another chaotic Cabin Jam. Karl Hudson bought his own PA and Jeff came to play with his various saxes but they only played Turn The Page to conclude the Jam, which ended at around 10 30. I think Karl did his best to make things sounded good but I think he just got tired of it all. Maki Dervo never did play his set. Nor I did mine, no thanks to a fucked up version of American Pie. I enjoyed the hell out of playing with Brenda and Greg Mein up to The Weight to which I followed Brenda's keyboard work to keep what she wanted for the beat. However, with Wildcat, half drunk decided to take on American Pie for 8 tedious minutes to which I bailed out to get a drink. I think the performance of Meinfield was much better than the Rumor's farewell, and this will be our last get together before they relocate to Mesquite, Nevada. Maybe they should take the Wildcat girl with them.
Each year, the Cabin Jam has become more ragged and more out of focus. 2020 didn't happen due to the hurricane Shitstorm but the Troy Mills Access area got off better than Cedar Rapids, at least they didn't lose that many trees But the Wapsipinicon River is very low, the lowest it's ever been, 2021 has been the driest summer ever. On a positive, I didn't get bit at all by the Mosquitoes or gnats but on a downside, I hardly saw any butterflies and one solitary dragonfly. But had plenty of them GD fucking flies everywhere, especially where the food was at.
Blues Rox did so so, but Russ fought a losing battle with the fretless bass and on Free Bird, it turned out quite badly for him. He felt bad about it but we just chalk it up to a off night. Kris was on fire and turned in some great playing on the blues numbers. While he considered going home after the performance, he was still playing guitar by the fireside as I packed up and went home. I think he was having a good time.
Rick Wengle played the congas but I told him he can take over for me anytime he felt like it, but being a true professional, he didn't want to do it. Jimmy Graves and his offbeat humor made me rolled my eyes, especially when he promised me a free supper if he could help Bill. Of course, Jimmy could play anytime too. But anyway, thanks for supper Mr. Graves, I will return the favor for you next year.
It was great to have Steve Black Wolf sharing the stage, but he lost so much weight, I don't think he weighs over 100 pounds at best. Pinicon Drift, was a lot of fun. I get a kick out of hearing their vocal harmonies. Two seasons ago, they had a bad outing; they got their set list cut down to two songs and I didn't think they would return. But they did and playing their music was heaven. While he is cancer free (ATM) he continues to smoke. Can't make him quit if he likes it so much but I do believe at the way he looks, he may not be around much longer. Cancer always has a way to come back for the final and fatal time.
A lot of no shows and a few boycotts were in place. Julie and Dave managed to get the Stone City General Store gig after Wooden Nickel Lottery had to cancel due to illness from somebody. Shawn Ster was down river at Dharma's in Troy Mills, Lorie Parker along with Mike Williams and Bonnie Harrison were at Rubie's in Center Point and Kat Blue was doing her No Limit Band show with Ron LaFleur at the Red Frog. As much I like jamming with Kat Blue, I tend to think she tends to use people and throw them away once our usefulness is done. Then again, the Cabin Jam was signed off in April, which I had to decline helping others due to my involvement.
Still, the musicians that committed to this were way down and it was the earliest that we stopped playing. Karl did his best but after Turn The Page, we all looked at each other and called it a night. Besides, he had more stuff to haul away in the darkness. Russ helped me packed my things before he went home. He wasn't comfortable with Mark's bass amp and the fretless bass didn't help much. I wouldn't blame him if he didn't want to do Free Bird and let Mark take over but Russ is part of Blues Rox. At least Mark Awad didn't have to play the full four hours of jamming and songs, but he was used for the other bands.
While Kris asked me to do a drum solo, I threw a sloppy three minutes of bash and crash before leading them into Wipe Out. And somehow, that got the most applause. Kris did steal the show in the aftermath. Actually, I wouldn't have turned him down, it would make me look like a fool and not a team player. People seem to like drum solos.
The Paiste Signatures were used, just like in 2019. The Mellow Crash sounds so 2002ish. I tend to have these out for jams, they are not my frontline cymbals but if anybody wanted to sit in, they would do fine. I always have great sounding cymbals. That's essential.
A facebook friend of mine bitched about not having anybody at a sponsored jam at the Hot Dog Bar MOCO or whatever the hell they call it. First of all, I knew nothing about it and second of all, I had other things going on. I do feel his pain; I have seen and played to people I can count on one hand. It is not fun but since this is the era of COVID, it is easy to see people not at gigs and concerts. The Blue Oyster Cult me an Russ went to, that was like a funeral. And it's frustrating to say the very least that the bands come in and have to deal with less than capacity crowds. But then again I have yet to see him at any of our jams or gigs. Paybacks are a bitch.
Cymbal lineup:
13" Paiste Signature Heavy Hats
18" Paiste Signature Mellow Crash
18" Paiste Innovations Medium Crash
20' Paiste Signature Flat Ride
A three cymbal lineup is easier on the back. I have yet to try a whole Rude lineup. But then again Terry McDowell uses the medium thin Crash/Ride Rudes that I tend to use as rides for the Rumor's jams.
I have participated the Cabin Jam for four years (five had the 2020 jam went through) and managed to have a fairly good time, despite not being able to play guitar the last two times they had it. Not having Maki Dervo play was a bit frustrating, since we were subjected to 8 minutes of a pointless American Pie song that robbed me of playing the songs. Not having Julie or Dave to support the efforts figured as well. Unless Dave n Julie returns next year, I will take a pass. As much as I tried to explain my situation and my reason, I still got raked over the coals. This was announced in April of 2021 and I said yes with the blessings from my band and friends. With the conclusion of Cabin Jam 2021, I have fulfilled my obligations to The Elsners and to Kimberly for her jam and fill in.
I'm about to walk away once again due to too much drama and whatever remedy I tried to do didn't help. I am wore out from the load and unloading and four hours playing. I could have induced more money but my standard fee was met and I went home happy but tired.
Once upon a time, my Grandpa Smith could have made a living playing the major leagues in baseball but the love he had for Grandma was more and he gave that up to be with her and raise a family, to which I would figure later. I'm willing to take myself out of the jams and open mics to appease the one that I love, Will it make a difference I don't know, but love will make us do foolish things. But I don't care for driving ten miles on the gravel back roads and hoping I don't get a flat tire in the process. I think I'd be better off at the record store, looking for cheap music to take home to listen to. Which will be the only time I don't get in trouble.