Writing up our talking points for a station bite at 98 Rock to advertise for our show at the Circuit. Many thanks to Matt Davis for having us on his show!
It’s tiiiiime for band practice! Wahoo!
In all honesty, there’s no actual sarcasm in this sentence. I LOVE my band. I Love playing with them. I like directing it and then riding it and seeing what happens next. This weekend we’ve got a huge (for us) show at The Circuit and thanks to a crazy schedule, we’ve actually got all SIX of us in one place at one time. Yeah – full ilyAIMY PLUS a drummer. Madness. I don’t think we’ve really done anything as a sextet since Junior was playing sax with us. I guess nights with Bruce joining us on fiddle would count – but this is the first time we’re going to be fielding a potential of three percussionists on stage at the same time, and I’m excited (and a little terrified) of how it’s going to play out.
Kristen and I are running late from the store, fighting our way up I95 in late Wednesday rush hour traffic. The rest of the band will already be there, WAITING, as we roll in – but I’ve still got to set up a PA and get everything plugged in. I’m visualizing it. Tonight as we break down I’ve got to make sure I’ve got a complete sketch of everything, a tech list to pass to the venue. We have any number of the damned things, but it might be a little different for Saturday night simply because we’ve never had quite this setup before.
Forgive me. I’m thinking this out. I just spotted some Facebook message that seems to have some technical kerfuffle going back and forth betwixt the band and the venue – just as you think everything’s been SO organized, suddenly someone says “but I thought… THIS…”
Sigh – it’s the ugly underbelly of this part of the music scene. Solving things in committee doesn’t work. Someone’s got to be in charge. And more and more frequently I should endeavour to BE that person in charge. Gotta crack that whip!
I think a LOT of conflict in Life comes from not understanding hierarchy. Even when everyone’s on the same page as to the objective, unless you know who breaks ties or has the final say, you have lots of friction as people rub up against one another trying to carefully massage the pieces into place.
