art of the jam
'twas a night filled with surprises, starting with the tee-tiny number of ppl who were in "wreck west" when i strolled in 10-ish, which grew over time to be prolly the best crowd we've ever had in the li'l room, better 'n last week, even.
johnny "peckerwood" shook was absent due to a paying blues gig (and ron "the velvet hammer" geida 'n' i allowed as how it sounded kinda empty with only _one_ bass). dave karnaggio was back on drumaggio, but the _big_ news was the presence of billy "whitewater" wilson on theremin (which evabody in the club seemed to wanna play with; jam-meister lee allen said billy shoulda charged $5 for ppl to jack with it, kinda like an amusement park ride or somethin'). billy did a great 'n' tasteful job of blending in his axe (the one responsible for scary-movie sound f/x and the hook from the beach boys' "good vibrations"; anybody besides paul boll remember lothar & the hand people from the '60s?).
other news besides the size of the crowd and the presence of the theremin was the abundance of singers. usually the jam-meister's gotta handle all the vcl chores, or we go instrumental. not this night. there were so many of 'em lined up i almost felt like i was at a blues jam in a black club, where sit-in singers outnumber wannabe gtrists by the same proportion the latter outnumber the former in white blooze clubs. there was jam godfather/gideons frontguy carl pack, doing the honors on "freaky styley," "come together," and "war pigs," of course. ("mountain song" was also played; can the return of "pepper" be far behind?) ex-spitfire frontguy and home fire scribe cary blackwell got on the mic and split a beastie boys cover with wreck room impresario and ex-noo yawker brian forella.
prodigal fort worth daughter cynthia foster, back in her hometown from the left coast, showed her versatility and great pipes by singing both "my funny valentine" _and_ a led zep medley ("rock and roll" into "dazed and confused"). she should do this more, i'm thinking. also lee 'n' anne allen's friend amy from austin (sorry, i suck at remembering names) took the stage to sing over the jamcats' first-ever attempt at, um, "proud mary." she did a bang-up job, too, in spite of the fact that the tempo changed around 10 times or so. the jamcats played sabbath "iron man" for the first time ever, too, and almost got away with it. cameron from merkin did the drum honors on some of the rock-ola and didn't disgrace himself once, then he came back to flow what was apparently the theme from fresh prince of bel-air over some funky jamarama.
of the many thangs to do in the fort on a wednesday night, thisun has the loudest electric gtrs. and the unpredictability is returning...
johnny "peckerwood" shook was absent due to a paying blues gig (and ron "the velvet hammer" geida 'n' i allowed as how it sounded kinda empty with only _one_ bass). dave karnaggio was back on drumaggio, but the _big_ news was the presence of billy "whitewater" wilson on theremin (which evabody in the club seemed to wanna play with; jam-meister lee allen said billy shoulda charged $5 for ppl to jack with it, kinda like an amusement park ride or somethin'). billy did a great 'n' tasteful job of blending in his axe (the one responsible for scary-movie sound f/x and the hook from the beach boys' "good vibrations"; anybody besides paul boll remember lothar & the hand people from the '60s?).
other news besides the size of the crowd and the presence of the theremin was the abundance of singers. usually the jam-meister's gotta handle all the vcl chores, or we go instrumental. not this night. there were so many of 'em lined up i almost felt like i was at a blues jam in a black club, where sit-in singers outnumber wannabe gtrists by the same proportion the latter outnumber the former in white blooze clubs. there was jam godfather/gideons frontguy carl pack, doing the honors on "freaky styley," "come together," and "war pigs," of course. ("mountain song" was also played; can the return of "pepper" be far behind?) ex-spitfire frontguy and home fire scribe cary blackwell got on the mic and split a beastie boys cover with wreck room impresario and ex-noo yawker brian forella.
prodigal fort worth daughter cynthia foster, back in her hometown from the left coast, showed her versatility and great pipes by singing both "my funny valentine" _and_ a led zep medley ("rock and roll" into "dazed and confused"). she should do this more, i'm thinking. also lee 'n' anne allen's friend amy from austin (sorry, i suck at remembering names) took the stage to sing over the jamcats' first-ever attempt at, um, "proud mary." she did a bang-up job, too, in spite of the fact that the tempo changed around 10 times or so. the jamcats played sabbath "iron man" for the first time ever, too, and almost got away with it. cameron from merkin did the drum honors on some of the rock-ola and didn't disgrace himself once, then he came back to flow what was apparently the theme from fresh prince of bel-air over some funky jamarama.
of the many thangs to do in the fort on a wednesday night, thisun has the loudest electric gtrs. and the unpredictability is returning...
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