September gigs anyone??

We've played a few and the drummer(this is his first band since he was young he said he used to be a singer) is all fired up but it's getting the singer/guitarist going and he is the guy who has the most work to do. Yesterday I told him if he need to come over and use the computer he could use the internet, the printer, Guitar Pro, we could burn cd's whatever he needs. He said he could go to his mom's to use the internet. Mark knows how frustrated I was with him Saturday but I like the guy and we get along as far as what we want to play and all that. He just needs to be more responsible and take it a little more seriously.
 
Yeah. Not the first time that has happened either. He's just the kind of guy who get's himself into weird stuff like that.
 
Yeah. Not the first time that has happened either. He's just the kind of guy who get's himself into weird stuff like that.

I'd not be in a band with the "Dude, wheres my car" guy. They always seem to lose that car when you're depending on them to be someplace....like a gig.
 
None, as my band project spectacularly imploded over the weekend. I might have to go out and do some solo shows. :facepalm:
 
16/17
Winnipeg/Brandon

though the place we're s'posed to play in Brandon caught fire yesterday.
it's a hotel.
fire was on 3rd floor, I believe confined to one room.
shouldn't affect the gig at all.

all bars here are attached (though not always physically) to a hotel, jsyk.

otherwise, it's a nightclub, and the hours have to be different.

back when I lived in Brandon, this hotel's beer store was where I shopped most of the time.
I've been in the bar itself a total of 4 times, maybe, once for a gig.
it's a fuckin' shithole.
bad enough that I wouldn't frequent the place, though it was right close to home.
 
what happened?

Band leader called a meeting, because "we" were offered a "recording contract" by the guy who USED to run the indie label he had been signed to. Apparently the guy is heading up a new label and wants us to be his "first Rock act." Meeting starts late because bassist didn't show up and when we called him he said he was busy working on his cars and was going to quit the band anyway. Band leader is pissed off, but we run with the meeting anyway. Band leader is talking about how great a moment this is and how we need to deepen our commitment, work harder, etc. I voice skepticism about a guy who wants to buy an unproven, unfinished product and am told to stop being negative. I say if anything it's just a needlessly complicated distribution deal, nothing we couldn't do on our own. We agree to revisit the issue when the contract actually arrives, then end with feel good vibes and affirmations of how driven we'll be from this point forward.

Big practice/recording session is set for Saturday, but drummer cancels on Friday afternoon. Band leader is pissed off, questions his commitment to the band, accuses him of blowing us off to rehearse with his other band, and wants to know why he even bothers with us, since we're not his primary genre. I try to calm them down, but it doesn't go well. Next thing I know the band leader fires the drummer and tells me that he's auditioning another drummer, plus he's got our old drummer "lined up" just in case. Old drummer and I do not get along at all... we're talking fistfights. Then the contract shows up and sure enough, it's a glorified distribution deal with lousy terms. I point this out and now I'm the bad guy and suddenly I get a text about "i'm thinking about splitting up the project and maybe it would be better to do your own thing while figure out what direction we go in." Dude's been my friend and semi-regular bandmate for ten years and he pulls this weak shit. :annoyed:

I'm about ready to hang up my guitar and go back to the fucking kitchen. :facepalm:
 
Band leader called a meeting, because "we" were offered a "recording contract" by the guy who USED to run the indie label he had been signed to. Apparently the guy is heading up a new label and wants us to be his "first Rock act." Meeting starts late because bassist didn't show up and when we called him he said he was busy working on his cars and was going to quit the band anyway. Band leader is pissed off, but we run with the meeting anyway. Band leader is talking about how great a moment this is and how we need to deepen our commitment, work harder, etc. I voice skepticism about a guy who wants to buy an unproven, unfinished product and am told to stop being negative. I say if anything it's just a needlessly complicated distribution deal, nothing we couldn't do on our own. We agree to revisit the issue when the contract actually arrives, then end with feel good vibes and affirmations of how driven we'll be from this point forward.

Big practice/recording session is set for Saturday, but drummer cancels on Friday afternoon. Band leader is pissed off, questions his commitment to the band, accuses him of blowing us off to rehearse with his other band, and wants to know why he even bothers with us, since we're not his primary genre. I try to calm them down, but it doesn't go well. Next thing I know the band leader fires the drummer and tells me that he's auditioning another drummer, plus he's got our old drummer "lined up" just in case. Old drummer and I do not get along at all... we're talking fistfights. Then the contract shows up and sure enough, it's a glorified distribution deal with lousy terms. I point this out and now I'm the bad guy and suddenly I get a text about "i'm thinking about splitting up the project and maybe it would be better to do your own thing while figure out what direction we go in." Dude's been my friend and semi-regular bandmate for ten years and he pulls this weak shit. :annoyed:

I'm about ready to hang up my guitar and go back to the fucking kitchen. :facepalm:

Jackassery.

Hehe. Why can't people just show up, play music, have fun, get paid?

srsly.
 
Band leader called a meeting, because "we" were offered a "recording contract" by the guy who USED to run the indie label he had been signed to. Apparently the guy is heading up a new label and wants us to be his "first Rock act." Meeting starts late because bassist didn't show up and when we called him he said he was busy working on his cars and was going to quit the band anyway. Band leader is pissed off, but we run with the meeting anyway. Band leader is talking about how great a moment this is and how we need to deepen our commitment, work harder, etc. I voice skepticism about a guy who wants to buy an unproven, unfinished product and am told to stop being negative. I say if anything it's just a needlessly complicated distribution deal, nothing we couldn't do on our own. We agree to revisit the issue when the contract actually arrives, then end with feel good vibes and affirmations of how driven we'll be from this point forward.

Big practice/recording session is set for Saturday, but drummer cancels on Friday afternoon. Band leader is pissed off, questions his commitment to the band, accuses him of blowing us off to rehearse with his other band, and wants to know why he even bothers with us, since we're not his primary genre. I try to calm them down, but it doesn't go well. Next thing I know the band leader fires the drummer and tells me that he's auditioning another drummer, plus he's got our old drummer "lined up" just in case. Old drummer and I do not get along at all... we're talking fistfights. Then the contract shows up and sure enough, it's a glorified distribution deal with lousy terms. I point this out and now I'm the bad guy and suddenly I get a text about "i'm thinking about splitting up the project and maybe it would be better to do your own thing while figure out what direction we go in." Dude's been my friend and semi-regular bandmate for ten years and he pulls this weak shit. :annoyed:

I'm about ready to hang up my guitar and go back to the fucking kitchen. :facepalm:

:facepalm:

I freakin' hate band politics....

You should rope in your sister to do some acoustic shows with you if she isn't too busy with the theater stuff....
 
Sorry for all you guys with the band politics. That is one reason I am a solo performer.

On my new CD I did four tracks that combine music with my wife's poems. She okayed all four tracks; I sent them to Andy. Afterward she decided she didn't like two of them. :annoyed:

Luckily, I convinced her to keep one of them and Andy was nice enough to agree to work on the replacement for the other. This reminded me, however, of how nice it is to have control over my music. :grin:
 
Sorry for all you guys with the band politics. That is one reason I am a solo performer.

On my new CD I did four tracks that combine music with my wife's poems. She okayed all four tracks; I sent them to Andy. Afterward she decided she didn't like two of them. :annoyed:

Luckily, I convinced her to keep one of them and Andy was nice enough to agree to work on the replacement for the other. This reminded me, however, of how nice it is to have control over my music. :grin:

That is nice.

Unfortunately I don't have the voice to carry a solo act. I have done some solo gigs at coffee houses, but usually on open mic nights where I really only had fifteen to twenty minutes to full in. Plus I do enjoy playing music with other people. It is just getting the right people that is the issue.
 
16/17
Winnipeg/Brandon

though the place we're s'posed to play in Brandon caught fire yesterday.
it's a hotel.
fire was on 3rd floor, I believe confined to one room.
shouldn't affect the gig at all.

all bars here are attached (though not always physically) to a hotel, jsyk.

otherwise, it's a nightclub, and the hours have to be different.

back when I lived in Brandon, this hotel's beer store was where I shopped most of the time.
I've been in the bar itself a total of 4 times, maybe, once for a gig.
it's a fuckin' shithole.
bad enough that I wouldn't frequent the place, though it was right close to home.








Late afternoon, another day is nearly done
A darker grey is breaking through a lighter one
A thousand sharpened elbows in the underground
That hollow hurried sound, feet on polished floor
And in the dollar store, the clerk is closing up
And counting loonies trying not to say

I hate Winnipeg

The driver checks the mirror seven minutes late
The crowded riders' restlessness enunciates
The Guess Who sucked, the Jets were lousy anyway
The same route everyday
And in the turning lane
Someone’s stalled again
He’s talking to himself
And hears the price of gas repeat his phrase

I hate Winnipeg

And up above us all
Leaning into sky
Our golden business boy
Will watch the North End die
And sing, “I love this town”
Then let his arcing wrecking ball proclaim

I
Hate
Winnipeg
 
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