art of the jam
another wednesday night o' surprises at the li'l wreck room. the anticipated keyboard player didn't show, but there were a coupla surprise guests and dave karnes 'n' ron geida's rage for order has made the theme of the jam for '07 "expanding the repertoire." a few steps were made in that direction this night.
(btw, kidzzz, the wreck room book is almost done [doo-dah, doo-dah]. just one more interview to go, then sociologist/bike guy jeff ferrell of tcu/tearing down the streets fame is contributing a preface, ray liberio of me-thinks / pussyhouse propaganda fame (who has a show coming up at gallery 817 on 3.31.2007) is doing cover art, and william bryan massey III is providing a poem and helping produce it. hoping to have it available in time for the big run of shows in april. but i digress.)
arriving to a buncha string players standing around "waiting for the drummer," karnaggio rapidly set up his small kit and helpfully suggested, "let's just start playing something before lee gets back" [from the bar on the other side, whence the jam-meister had absconded]. so john shook and yr humble chronicler o' events made a first attempt at sly's "sing a simple song," which i'd been digging on a meters rekkid earlier in the week. (got another fonky riff in mind i heard in a training film at the market the other day; will have to keep thatun in mind for another time. think it was by, um, rare earth or somebody originally.) billy whitewater wilson and his theremin were back, fresh from rehearsing for the top secret show at el wreck tonight. (in the course of my book research, i've discovered what an opinion leader billy is; almost evabody i talked to raved about the extreme elvis/sleepytime goriilla museum/mark growden shows he booked. bet the same thing happens after the that one guy / professional juice show 3.21.2007.) "cause we've ended as lovers" was next in response to the night's annoying drunk who kept yelling for jeff beck, followed by a feedback-washed "tomorrow never knows."
rob marruffo, lee allen's kynd buds bandmate from college whose band velvet jive made a few jam appearances last year and wowed everyone with their tight three-piece renditions of zappa toons, was also in the house. i also learned from the jam-meister that rob and drummer jimmy morgan were participants in the first-ever wreck jam back in '99. unfortunately, rob and jimmy have parted ways and velvet jive has been history since their last jam appearance on rob's b-day last june 7. perhaps this means he'll be more inclined to come sit in? we live in hope. anyway, i got to play fz's "magic fingers" with him and karnage, then "willie the pimp" with cameron from merkin kickin' the traps and new "standard," peter tosh's "legalize it," before lee borrowed ron's les paul and played a trio set with dave and rob that included the chili peppers' "stone cold bush" and fishbone's "servitude," along with a nifty deconstruction of, um, wild cherry's "play that funky music" (another garrruuunnnk request). somewhere in there, rob sang santana's "black magic woman" and lee essayed outkast's "hey ya" -- both jam firsts, if my shakey memory serves.
great tyrant drummer jon teague was also hangin' and sat in for a sprawling, droning psych jam in E that included snippets of "third stone from the sun" and some other covers that teague prolly heard but worked to suppress. (jon and i occasionally talk about doing a psych jam that's "like a stoogeaphilia set without the songs." if'n we do that, it'd be good to have ex-yeti gtrist eric harris -- a frequent jam attendee but not a player [yet] -- along for the ride. we chewed the rag about eric maybe doing some jamming with the stoogeband and how cool it would be to cover a boris song.) later, jon expressed regret that he'd vacated the kit before we played "war pigs" (even in its current reggae-into-heavy incarnation.)
the night culminated in a funked-up version of jaco's "teen town," which dave played under extreme duress (his cries of "JON!!!!!" echoing through "wreck west"). next week, he's got sunward practice before the jam, which could mean the return to jamdom of violinist doug kershaw and gtrist jerko dabelic. could be another spacey one.
(btw, kidzzz, the wreck room book is almost done [doo-dah, doo-dah]. just one more interview to go, then sociologist/bike guy jeff ferrell of tcu/tearing down the streets fame is contributing a preface, ray liberio of me-thinks / pussyhouse propaganda fame (who has a show coming up at gallery 817 on 3.31.2007) is doing cover art, and william bryan massey III is providing a poem and helping produce it. hoping to have it available in time for the big run of shows in april. but i digress.)
arriving to a buncha string players standing around "waiting for the drummer," karnaggio rapidly set up his small kit and helpfully suggested, "let's just start playing something before lee gets back" [from the bar on the other side, whence the jam-meister had absconded]. so john shook and yr humble chronicler o' events made a first attempt at sly's "sing a simple song," which i'd been digging on a meters rekkid earlier in the week. (got another fonky riff in mind i heard in a training film at the market the other day; will have to keep thatun in mind for another time. think it was by, um, rare earth or somebody originally.) billy whitewater wilson and his theremin were back, fresh from rehearsing for the top secret show at el wreck tonight. (in the course of my book research, i've discovered what an opinion leader billy is; almost evabody i talked to raved about the extreme elvis/sleepytime goriilla museum/mark growden shows he booked. bet the same thing happens after the that one guy / professional juice show 3.21.2007.) "cause we've ended as lovers" was next in response to the night's annoying drunk who kept yelling for jeff beck, followed by a feedback-washed "tomorrow never knows."
rob marruffo, lee allen's kynd buds bandmate from college whose band velvet jive made a few jam appearances last year and wowed everyone with their tight three-piece renditions of zappa toons, was also in the house. i also learned from the jam-meister that rob and drummer jimmy morgan were participants in the first-ever wreck jam back in '99. unfortunately, rob and jimmy have parted ways and velvet jive has been history since their last jam appearance on rob's b-day last june 7. perhaps this means he'll be more inclined to come sit in? we live in hope. anyway, i got to play fz's "magic fingers" with him and karnage, then "willie the pimp" with cameron from merkin kickin' the traps and new "standard," peter tosh's "legalize it," before lee borrowed ron's les paul and played a trio set with dave and rob that included the chili peppers' "stone cold bush" and fishbone's "servitude," along with a nifty deconstruction of, um, wild cherry's "play that funky music" (another garrruuunnnk request). somewhere in there, rob sang santana's "black magic woman" and lee essayed outkast's "hey ya" -- both jam firsts, if my shakey memory serves.
great tyrant drummer jon teague was also hangin' and sat in for a sprawling, droning psych jam in E that included snippets of "third stone from the sun" and some other covers that teague prolly heard but worked to suppress. (jon and i occasionally talk about doing a psych jam that's "like a stoogeaphilia set without the songs." if'n we do that, it'd be good to have ex-yeti gtrist eric harris -- a frequent jam attendee but not a player [yet] -- along for the ride. we chewed the rag about eric maybe doing some jamming with the stoogeband and how cool it would be to cover a boris song.) later, jon expressed regret that he'd vacated the kit before we played "war pigs" (even in its current reggae-into-heavy incarnation.)
the night culminated in a funked-up version of jaco's "teen town," which dave played under extreme duress (his cries of "JON!!!!!" echoing through "wreck west"). next week, he's got sunward practice before the jam, which could mean the return to jamdom of violinist doug kershaw and gtrist jerko dabelic. could be another spacey one.
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