art of the jam 23
'twas a night o' drummers and performing bartenders at the little wreck room last night. and there were more ppl in the bar than i've seen on a wednesday night in awhile (prolly watching the ballgame, but whatthehell).
besides joe "drumzilla" cruz, there was josh from c.s.s. (confusatron side project w/the skates bros. -- catch 'em tuesday nights at the black dog), who's leaving soon on that carnival cruiselines gig i alluded to in a recent post, and dave karnes, whose regular wednesday-night gig (with dave and daver, also at the black dog) is on hiatus until tad gaither's estimable watering hole reopens a block from funky fred's mid-november. josh brought his trapset and percussion rig to augment the well-worn house kit.
to these ears, the three-percussion attack worked better than these things usually do when all hands are actually playing, thanks to lee's active direction of the percussion section. and it was nice to hear il karnaggio playing da shit out of rawk and funk like i hadn't heard him do since we spent some time together on the road with nathan brown a coupla yrs ago. my sweetie and i will be back at the wreck this saturday night to hear dave play with sunward, a band about which i know nada except that it's led by the fiddle player from tabula rasa who has the same name as a more famous cajun fiddler. the bass 'n' drum duet dave played with jam-meister lee allen was prolly the evening's musical apex.
besides all the percussion, there was tony chapman (ex-sivad, ex-ghostcar), who added his synth and gtr to the mix starting with the second set, and ali from the band dogs with sticks (a coupla spirited detroit lads who came to the fort via the navy and seattle) manfully hoisted the indonesian strat for a coupla his own jam-originals after imbibing sufficient quantities of alcohol. toward the end of the second set, graham richardson (soon to be ex-woodeye, sigh) took over on bass while lee relieved him behind the bar. graham and joe cruz even did their own little bass 'n' drum thang at the end of the set. on our second break o' the evening, i joined jam-meister lee and wreck room wizard o' sound andre edmonson in a foray over to the torch (a place i generally try to avoid) and returned with john price, taking a break from behind _that_ bar to do some sangin'.
having spent most of an extended weekend listening andre's jamtapes and in the process having several negative perceptions about my own playing validated, i came back to the jam determined to try playing some different schitt. we'll see how it goes over the next few weeks.
besides joe "drumzilla" cruz, there was josh from c.s.s. (confusatron side project w/the skates bros. -- catch 'em tuesday nights at the black dog), who's leaving soon on that carnival cruiselines gig i alluded to in a recent post, and dave karnes, whose regular wednesday-night gig (with dave and daver, also at the black dog) is on hiatus until tad gaither's estimable watering hole reopens a block from funky fred's mid-november. josh brought his trapset and percussion rig to augment the well-worn house kit.
to these ears, the three-percussion attack worked better than these things usually do when all hands are actually playing, thanks to lee's active direction of the percussion section. and it was nice to hear il karnaggio playing da shit out of rawk and funk like i hadn't heard him do since we spent some time together on the road with nathan brown a coupla yrs ago. my sweetie and i will be back at the wreck this saturday night to hear dave play with sunward, a band about which i know nada except that it's led by the fiddle player from tabula rasa who has the same name as a more famous cajun fiddler. the bass 'n' drum duet dave played with jam-meister lee allen was prolly the evening's musical apex.
besides all the percussion, there was tony chapman (ex-sivad, ex-ghostcar), who added his synth and gtr to the mix starting with the second set, and ali from the band dogs with sticks (a coupla spirited detroit lads who came to the fort via the navy and seattle) manfully hoisted the indonesian strat for a coupla his own jam-originals after imbibing sufficient quantities of alcohol. toward the end of the second set, graham richardson (soon to be ex-woodeye, sigh) took over on bass while lee relieved him behind the bar. graham and joe cruz even did their own little bass 'n' drum thang at the end of the set. on our second break o' the evening, i joined jam-meister lee and wreck room wizard o' sound andre edmonson in a foray over to the torch (a place i generally try to avoid) and returned with john price, taking a break from behind _that_ bar to do some sangin'.
having spent most of an extended weekend listening andre's jamtapes and in the process having several negative perceptions about my own playing validated, i came back to the jam determined to try playing some different schitt. we'll see how it goes over the next few weeks.
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