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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"

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The only sense I can make of it is that tuberculosis consumes all your energy and, eventually, takes your life.

A family member had TB in the 60’s. She worked in a corner store and was exposed to recent arrivals from other countries. That’s how they believe that she contracted it. Because we saw her regularly, everyone had to get a chest xray and a needle in the forearm each month for a year that they monitored.
 

Futz. He is always an inspiration to me.

Took my root beer float with cookies and cream ice cream and would do it again.

Tuberculosis is so much fun, some nobby Italian guy wrote an opera around it. .... as fatal diseases go, TB was considered fashionable among the well-to-do. Some brainy German guy wrote a whole novel around it. I got in on the game late when I broke the story of the resurgence of TB among the undocumented citizenry back in the early-mid-80s (before CDC got wind). It's an easy disease to treat (MDR cough cough) but you've got to have patients who are able to receive the full course of treatment. TB carriers who don't want to be visible makes for difficult medical solutions.
 
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"Cures" for consumption more reflected the ideals of the national culture than reflected the science of a cure. Of course there were not actually any cures until the advent of antibacterial drugs. A case of TB was a death sentence then. The English put their TB patients to hard work and the Swiss gave their patients fresh mountain air and lots and lots of food.

One of these two cures is worth a TB gig report.
 
"Cures" for consumption more reflected the ideals of the national culture than reflected the science of a cure. Of course there were not actually any cures until the advent of antibacterial drugs. A case of TB was a death sentence then. The English put their TB patients to hard work and the Swiss gave their patients fresh mountain air and lots and lots of food.

One of these two cures is worth a TB gig report.
I'm not volunteering for that one.
 
Ugh. I just quit a project I was involved with. Was a recording project where the guy said he wanted to do simple Americana; I showed up the first day and played flawlessly over two songs, added some background vocals, and then he wanted a third song which had a funk rhythm, so I played some funky stuff and it was "too many notes." Then he kind of sang what he wanted, which was exactly what I had played, so I just moved down to a lower register to play it, but it still wasn't right for him. So I thought, well, maybe he wants some more traditional type blues stuff, which I tried to do, but I could just never connect with that song in a way that worked for him. It left me feeling flustered and guilty for taking his money, and self-conscious about the next session. Then he asked me if I could slap (?) and i'm like (to myself), that is not really what I came out here expecting to be asked for an Americana / blues roots kind of thing.

I ended up trying to rework the lines in my home studio, he's still not happy, so I decided today to text him that he needs to find someone else. What that song actually needed was a strong drummer to really bring up the funkiness of the rhythm, which would have allowed the funky bassline to find a home in the pocket. I told him that, and I know the right guy to do it. But I could see nothing I did after that was going to make him happy.

I hate failing. He graciously offered to let me keep the payments but I'm going to send them back; it will feel better that way. I don't care if he uses any of the other work or not. I'm just happy to have this off my back.
 
Here's a good video that shows 'The Mole' playing bass....... RIP


Never liked the song(sorry)but the lip syncing performance was...uh, interesting. Especially the flautist[I play flute, mediocre-ly] with his hands in the wrong position, "playing" it from the end, etc. As usual, the cameras are allergic to bass players.:banghead:
 
Ugh. I just quit a project I was involved with. Was a recording project where the guy said he wanted to do simple Americana; I showed up the first day and played flawlessly over two songs, added some background vocals, and then he wanted a third song which had a funk rhythm, so I played some funky stuff and it was "too many notes." Then he kind of sang what he wanted, which was exactly what I had played, so I just moved down to a lower register to play it, but it still wasn't right for him. So I thought, well, maybe he wants some more traditional type blues stuff, which I tried to do, but I could just never connect with that song in a way that worked for him. It left me feeling flustered and guilty for taking his money, and self-conscious about the next session. Then he asked me if I could slap (?) and i'm like (to myself), that is not really what I came out here expecting to be asked for an Americana / blues roots kind of thing.

I ended up trying to rework the lines in my home studio, he's still not happy, so I decided today to text him that he needs to find someone else. What that song actually needed was a strong drummer to really bring up the funkiness of the rhythm, which would have allowed the funky bassline to find a home in the pocket. I told him that, and I know the right guy to do it. But I could see nothing I did after that was going to make him happy.

I hate failing. He graciously offered to let me keep the payments but I'm going to send them back; it will feel better that way. I don't care if he uses any of the other work or not. I'm just happy to have this off my back.

Life is for enjoyment. No one should be allowed to take that enjoyment away from you.
 
Ugh. I just quit a project I was involved with. Was a recording project where the guy said he wanted to do simple Americana; I showed up the first day and played flawlessly over two songs, added some background vocals, and then he wanted a third song which had a funk rhythm, so I played some funky stuff and it was "too many notes." Then he kind of sang what he wanted, which was exactly what I had played, so I just moved down to a lower register to play it, but it still wasn't right for him. So I thought, well, maybe he wants some more traditional type blues stuff, which I tried to do, but I could just never connect with that song in a way that worked for him. It left me feeling flustered and guilty for taking his money, and self-conscious about the next session. Then he asked me if I could slap (?) and i'm like (to myself), that is not really what I came out here expecting to be asked for an Americana / blues roots kind of thing.

I ended up trying to rework the lines in my home studio, he's still not happy, so I decided today to text him that he needs to find someone else. What that song actually needed was a strong drummer to really bring up the funkiness of the rhythm, which would have allowed the funky bassline to find a home in the pocket. I told him that, and I know the right guy to do it. But I could see nothing I did after that was going to make him happy.

I hate failing. He graciously offered to let me keep the payments but I'm going to send them back; it will feel better that way. I don't care if he uses any of the other work or not. I'm just happy to have this off my back.
Lotta people 'hear' what they want but have no talent to communicate that to others. Sorry for your PITA encounter.
On another note, I slap 'skeeters'.
 
Ugh. I just quit a project I was involved with. Was a recording project where the guy said he wanted to do simple Americana; I showed up the first day and played flawlessly over two songs, added some background vocals, and then he wanted a third song which had a funk rhythm, so I played some funky stuff and it was "too many notes." Then he kind of sang what he wanted, which was exactly what I had played, so I just moved down to a lower register to play it, but it still wasn't right for him. So I thought, well, maybe he wants some more traditional type blues stuff, which I tried to do, but I could just never connect with that song in a way that worked for him. It left me feeling flustered and guilty for taking his money, and self-conscious about the next session. Then he asked me if I could slap (?) and i'm like (to myself), that is not really what I came out here expecting to be asked for an Americana / blues roots kind of thing.

I ended up trying to rework the lines in my home studio, he's still not happy, so I decided today to text him that he needs to find someone else. What that song actually needed was a strong drummer to really bring up the funkiness of the rhythm, which would have allowed the funky bassline to find a home in the pocket. I told him that, and I know the right guy to do it. But I could see nothing I did after that was going to make him happy.

I hate failing. He graciously offered to let me keep the payments but I'm going to send them back; it will feel better that way. I don't care if he uses any of the other work or not. I'm just happy to have this off my back.
You DID NOT fail. It sounds like the guy doesn't really know what he wants. KEEP THE MONEY. Your time is valuable as a professional bass player. But yes, move on and let him find another innocent victim that won't be able to fulfil his needs. Really. Count this as a strike out by him, not you.
 
You DID NOT fail. It sounds like the guy doesn't really know what he wants. KEEP THE MONEY. Your time is valuable as a professional bass player. But yes, move on and let him find another innocent victim that won't be able to fulfil his needs. Really. Count this as a strike out by him, not you.
Well said.:thumbsup: (or 'Will' said?)
 
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