Rock Me, Baby!

Rock Me, Baby!

The singer is in his late 20s, very good. Kinda of a "pretty boy" vibe, both in look and voice. Not particularly distinctive, but quite good, nice guy, doubles on keyboards and does that well too.

The guitar player is a black guy in his 40s. Bit much of a thin metal tone for my tastes, but a damn fine player. Again, not very distinctive, but very good.

The DRUMMER beat my fucking ass.

Not a lot of crazy fills or anything, but holy FUCK. A drummer that KEEPS TIME???????? And actually HITS THE FUCKING DRUMS???????????

Not even at my best, I know I did damn well, and it wasn't really even all me. Playing with a drummer who pretty much DEMANDS to be grooved off of by his very presence, it's just not something I get often. He dragged my ass up to another level within NANOSECONDS, and I really felt strong on the grooves, though I wasn't being as adventurous as I normally would. I think I was too fucking SHOCKED to go for too much at once. Just knocking the grooves down like that was a motherfucker of a thing.

I LOVED playing with these guys for the 40 minutes or so we did, and I really hope the other people who show up tonight suck, because I want this gig.

The tunes are mostly standard bar-band horseshit, many of which I've been playing for the past year already. Mostly "classic rock", some newer stuff. One newer thing I rather enjoyed playing was Clocks by Coldplay. I tend to think of those guys as Radiohead Lite, (and I LOVE Radiohead) but I do like some of their stuff, and that's a very nice tune. cool 3-3-2 feel to the groove.

I'm super fuckin' excited, because I think I'm going to get this. They seemed to be holding back, not trying to say too much, but I could tell from their reactions while playing that they liked me a lot. A couple very positive glances from the drummer, a LOT of them from the guitarist 9he was the one who most seemed into my playing), and the singer looked very pleased at my backup on You Really Got Me. (Van Halen's version. I wonder if they caught my Sunshine Of Your Love riff in there.)

On top of all this, a special young lady who I haven't heard from in a few months surprised the shit out of me with an email earlier today. I hope we can start talking regularly again soon.

Fuck, I'm paying 20 cents a minute to do this at a fucking Kinkos. I need to get connected at home soon.

I got the funk in my trousers,
Dougie
PS I'm really happy with the new apartment. And I'm not in love with the new job, but at least it's STABLE, and I'm even getting some overtime, which is very much needed at the moment.

PPS It's just sinking in how happy I am to hear from her again. Wow. What a great fucking day.