| Dave Mason and last night's ... Odyssey.
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I saw my old Rotten Angel guitar players last night, they
convinced me to go to a local show featuring ex-Traffic
member and solo artist Dave Mason. Excellent show.
I was having a bit of trouble picking of the licks and changes.
I finally figured out the Dave is detuned to Eb, but his backup
guitarist plays in regular E tuning.
Alex, Dave’s bassist was using a Peavey 5 string, a GK RB800,
and 2 cabs, a Hartke 4 x 10 paired with a 1 x15. I thought
the guy had excellent tone, and was right in the pocket.
Anyway, I had a chance to shoot the bull with them a bit
after the show. They only played one set, about 10:30 to
12:30. The venue was the Newport Blues Café, in Newport RI,
and it was standing room only. The audience was mostly
middle aged people with a remarkable number of hot MILF’s in
attendance, many of whom had had a few cocktails and were
all fired up. If I was single, that would have been easy
pickings.
I took a quick interlude for the old restroom break, and after I
fought my way in, I struck up a conversation with the 3 guys
waiting to use the urinal. As chance would have it, ALL THREE
of the other guys were bassists. Needless to say, a
passionate discourse about amps, gear, technique and tone
immediately broke out. I passed the TB forum name out to all
with an invite to hang and post.
I saw a poster on the wall advertising an upcoming show with
Savoy Brown, featuring the legendary Kim Simmonds. Being a
lifelong SB fan, I immediately pilfered said poster for future
reference.
Upon the end of the show, the place cleared out like it was
on fire. I hung back a bit and grabbed a beer from a passing
waitress who had one unsold on her tray. The bar had been
gridlocked for 2 hours, so I was due for a thirst killer.
A few moments later, I wandered out, said goodbye to my
guitarists, and wandered down the street. The next place on
the right is the Pelham. I sauntered in is search of a cold
draft. The place was packed with lots of people, a lot of
young chicks, and the bar was 3 or 4 deep. Way too many
people for me. The entertainment (and their usual MO it
seems) was one guy doing bad Jimmy Buffet covers on an
Ovation. I have always thought amplified Ovations sound like
dog turds on a tin plate. Maybe it’s just me. I call that kind of
place a “Buffeteria”.
Common sense prevailed and I turned around and left and
went to the Wharf Tavern. That is a little cozy raw bar right
on Bowen’s Wharf in Newport. I asked the barkeep if there
was time for last call, he said he was open for another minute
or two, so I prevailed on him to serve a cold libation. Turned
out I knew his brother. Two other guys at the bar turned out
to be musicians so another gear, technique and tone
discussion broke out.
One seat away from me was this nice looking raven haired
beauty with dreamy blue eyes. And she started talking to me once
she figured out I was a bassist and we hit it off pretty good.
A few minutes later, I am standing behind her back up against
the wall talking to this guitarist, when she gets up and is
getting ready to leave. Then she comes over and corners me
up against the wall and says she wants a hug. She says she
doesn’t usually hug men ‘twice her age’ but she likes me. I
said, ‘Hug away, baby, there plenty to hug’. So I get a nice
hug. This chick is not exactly bad looking, as a matter of fact
she is great looking. She goes for a kiss, which I avoid, but
she got my cheek all wet. At this point, Viagra was not
needed as little Prince Olaf was at full attention.
I disengage before I lose the battle going on in my head and
shoo her out, leaving a requisite period of time later so I don’t
have to see the temptation of her gorgeous cheeks doing
that cute circle 8 thing in front of me. Good thing, because
that probably would have triggered myocardial infarction and
having a Code Blue called in the middle of Bowen’s Wharf in
downtown Newport is kind of embarrassing.
So anyway, good old Dave tore it up, and I had a pretty good
time. I got to remember to stay out of places that cater to
really cute dark haired women with world class
accoutrements, I tell you. I really do.
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