Playing guitar began as a love for me at the age of 15, when I was taught to play the opening lick to "Johnny Be Good" at a parking lot swap meet at my old grade school. I had an old Mexican guitar from my parents' house that had (in Arizona, mind you) spent at least a few summers in the garage. After four lessons, Al refused to teach me anything else until I got a better guitar, and so with the support of my parents then, I did. It was a Sigma copy of the Martin D-28 I own today. I would say I played it 'til my fingers bled, but that would be hyperbole, plus it's already been said before.
My first electric guitar came along some time later. It was a Stinger with a knock-off of the red and white paint job of Eddie Van Halen's famous "Frankenstein" guitar. It had single coil pickups and I was playing it through an Alamo (yes, I've never heard of them either) 15W amplifier with a silver/chrome refrigerator handle on top. I kid you not.
But what could I do? I was infected. I had to play. The first set of chords I learned was the infamous 1 - 4 - 5 in A that everybody learns - Wild Thing, or Louie, Louie, depending on how many times you strum the A. I learned a lot of songs in that time frame, covering old Zepplin to the bands of the '80s era when I was cutting my teeth in playing - Joe Satriani, Extreme, Winger, White Lion, Cinderella, Queensryrche, King's X, and a host of other big hair bands. It's great stuff and it's influence is indelible in my playing until this day. There were times improvizing in the studio I can remember Bryan chiming in with "no (two handed) tapping, please."
Then I went off to college and among the eclectic styles I was exposed to, I found a folk streak, picking up on artists such as Shawn Colvin and Indigo Girls. Back in the early '90s, their music was mostly about non-political themes, so the stark contrast between them and I today may make it difficult to see how our paths could have crossed musically. Nonetheless, they did, back with their self-titled, Strange Fire, all the way through All That We Let In. Amazing songwriting and vocal harmonies. Again, a big influence on me, particularly the things I've written that don't end up in the band's material. The same time period was my first crack at playing, recording, and even (very briefly) touring with a group of musicians - Chris, John, and Kathleen, I will never forget those days. It also is the same time frame in which I met Jen, and playing guitar was a part of what became the romance of my lifetime. Still every now and then we spend a little time going over the Indigo Girls covers just for old times sake.
After I graduated and settled into music ministry at the Church of the Holy Spirit, I met another group of musicians I had no idea would profoundly influence my music. Mike and Joe in particular have challenged me to open my ears to music I'd never expected. Before those two, I'd never heard of the Dave Matthews Band, but have grown to love them. A little bit of metal roots, thrown into the blender with (of all things) rap influences, I found myself enjoying Linkin Park and most recently Incubus. It should be interesting to see where these newest influences take my playing.
20 years of music in 5 paragraphs seems like a bit of a short sale, but the one that was here before I was informed was not enough. I hope to live to continue to have my eyes and ears reopened to music that is as soul-touching as what I've heard so far. Music is distilling the emotion of the human condition in a way others can feel it. My hope is to feel a lot more of it before my time is up.
|
I have two regrets in my life that hop to mind as I'm writing this.
1) The first time I ever dared to try sushi was when I was age 25. My soon to be ex-brother-in-law introduced me to it. In the words of my son Christopher - I didn't like it, I love it.
2) I didn't start reading for purely recreational purposes until I was in college. Prior to that, there was always some sort of academic threat behind the reading I was doing.
But reading is good for you. Every now and then, if you read enough, you find the special books that stretch your brain into ways of thinking you hadn't thought of before. And of course, stretching your brain is a good thing. The more you stretch it, the more likely you might travel the journey of your life and happen on some original thought or notion.
Right now, I'm re-reading a book called Pattern Recognition by William Gibson. He is probably best noted for having made up a word you all know - cyberspace - and carved it into your imagination in his 1984 novel Neuromancer. He is edgy and technical. You can hardly read his work without hearing electric buzzing and finishing with a metallic taste in your mouth. It is as if he stands inside people's heads and documents the way instinct battles with reason in a way that just rings true. If you haven't read anything of his, you should.
One of the things that I'm always struck by is the segmentation of lives, especially the public figures we see in the news all the time, as if there are different pieces. There's the "work" you, the "home" you, the "public" you, etc. It's ok if the "public" you has questionable ethics, so long as the "home" you keeps his priorities straight. It works for movie stars, why shouldn't it work for us? And if the "home" you is out of whack, you can still have a perfectly good "work" you, right? If there are senators or preachers trying to pull that one, why can't it work for us?
The reason is there is only one you. When you look at yourself in the mirror in the morning, that's the only one you get. That same person who does all the great things and has all the failings too, the one and only you. The measure of the real you will eventually come out in every circumstance of your life. If you're a cad when it comes right down to it, you will eventually betray your employer, your friends, and your family. Only the lack of opportunity or fear of punishment stands in your way. If you're a person of integrity, you will not betray your employer, your friends, or your family, regardless of the sweetness of the opportunity or the likelihood you will get away with it.
So which you is the real you? The hero or the villain? Which one do you want to be? My hope is the real you will always be someone you can stand to look at in the mirror.
So the conversation goes something like this...
"You're in a band, eh?"
"Yup."
"And you have four kids?"
"Yup."
"How do you find the time?"
And the answer is simpler than you might think. In addition to the fact that I am married to Jen, who is the most amazingly supportive woman in the known universe... I just don't watch TV, basically at all.
Does that make me a better person? Perhaps not. Do I have an attitude about it? Perhaps a little bit. Are there downsides? I have a hard time talking with anybody about the last Scrubs episode (sorry).
But the old saw is pretty much true. Very often the people I'm in contact with who "have no time" watch television for at least a few hours a day. I stopped in college. At this point, the 60 cycle hum of a television is enough to halve my IQ until I switch it off or get away from it. I read books for entertainment, play XBox 360, catch a movie here or there, get most of my news off the Internet, and listen to the radio when I'm in a moving vehicle.
If you're too busy and can't catch up, switch off the TV for a week and see where it takes you.
Everyone will tell you "recording is hard." It is trying to the patience of everybody involved, from the band members to the studio engineer. It is truly one of those life experiences that you end up saying "it was worth it" in the end though.
"The Pursuit of Uglyness" is officially done, done, done. It took 5 months duration and a total of 140 hours in-studio. As I write this, we've sold the first rush shipment of 30 out and another 500 are due to arrive tomorrow.
Be looking for a copy by asking a band member, coming to a show, or (soon) buying one online.
|