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Goodbye...again
- Thread starter Bard2dbone
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MAJOR METAL said:
Bard2dbone said:
I do too, not font 5 do but I very much do love those things and one day will have one... however first I want to get good, other wise it's just a torture device.
Glad you had fun dude. For some time I wanted to go to similar event, never have though. Eh week+ of camping that's coming up in 15 days is close enough.
And I'm going back!
Tomorrow through Sunday is the Kerrville Wine and Music Festival, or as we call it "Little Folk".
I'm off work till Wednesday. I'm packing now, going to sleep a little while and drive down this afternoon.
Yeeeeha! And stuff.
Tomorrow through Sunday is the Kerrville Wine and Music Festival, or as we call it "Little Folk".
I'm off work till Wednesday. I'm packing now, going to sleep a little while and drive down this afternoon.
Yeeeeha! And stuff.
I'm back! Did anyone miss me?
It was probably the most poorly attended Kerrville Wine and Music Festival ever. I could have still found a good campsite on Sunday afternoon.
We stayed with some friends of my wife at a Unitarian Church retreat about fifteen miles the other side of town. Having air conditioning, a kitchen and hot showers was very cool. Having them a half hours drive from the ranch was less cool.
I saw more deer by the side of the road this weekend than I ever have in my entire life. In one particular twenty five mile strech of highway, I saw eighteen grazing within twenty feet of the road. Hunting season will be extra-necessary this year.
I talked to Tom Prasada-Rao a while before his set and asked if he still did one of my favorite songs of his. It had sort of fallen out of the rotation. So he opened with it. That felt very cool. And the other song that he 'never does anymore' that I hoped for? He closed with it.
Sara Hickman kissed me on the cheek.
That was even cooler.
Pierce Pettis mentioned onstage how cool it is to have major stars record your song. He said "It feels like I'm controlling them. 'Go, Garth. Make money for me.', like he's my robot." referring to Garth Brooks having a number one hit with one of Pierce's songs.
I got a new tie-dyed shirt to replace one that wore out. $5. You can't beat that.
I got complimented on my lyrics (Small Towns, You can see it in the songwriting method thread.) which does happen, even in these crowds. And I got complimented on my guitar playing, which never happens in these crowds.
I stayed up way too late playing music and I'm not sorry.
It was probably the most poorly attended Kerrville Wine and Music Festival ever. I could have still found a good campsite on Sunday afternoon.
We stayed with some friends of my wife at a Unitarian Church retreat about fifteen miles the other side of town. Having air conditioning, a kitchen and hot showers was very cool. Having them a half hours drive from the ranch was less cool.
I saw more deer by the side of the road this weekend than I ever have in my entire life. In one particular twenty five mile strech of highway, I saw eighteen grazing within twenty feet of the road. Hunting season will be extra-necessary this year.
I talked to Tom Prasada-Rao a while before his set and asked if he still did one of my favorite songs of his. It had sort of fallen out of the rotation. So he opened with it. That felt very cool. And the other song that he 'never does anymore' that I hoped for? He closed with it.
Sara Hickman kissed me on the cheek.
That was even cooler.Pierce Pettis mentioned onstage how cool it is to have major stars record your song. He said "It feels like I'm controlling them. 'Go, Garth. Make money for me.', like he's my robot." referring to Garth Brooks having a number one hit with one of Pierce's songs.
I got a new tie-dyed shirt to replace one that wore out. $5. You can't beat that.
I got complimented on my lyrics (Small Towns, You can see it in the songwriting method thread.) which does happen, even in these crowds. And I got complimented on my guitar playing, which never happens in these crowds.
I stayed up way too late playing music and I'm not sorry.
I'm not a 'brownie' type*, but I had some of the best vegetarian pizza, ever.Kelly Lee said:Welcome back!
BTW, did you eat the brownies?
*Not that we didn't have a few 'brownie' types out there. One patient freely admitted when I was getting a medical history from him that he could probably identify just about any commonly available street medication by an effects 'taste test'.
I bandaged him up and told him to follow up with a doctor.
And it's not like he was the only one. There were a few tents that had the notable scent of 'hippie incense' coming from
them.
Maybe this will be enough to tell everyone.
It's time for my yearly pilgrimage to the hill country. Friday morning I will be surrounded by hippies and either mud or dust. I will probably get sunburned and smelly. I will definitely engage in multiple jam sessions. Some or many may involve people whose CD's I have purchased. (Up to 90% of my yearly CD purchases occur at the Festival.)
I am driving out Thursday night. and staying for ten or eleven days. In a slightly wierd variation, my wife and daughter are driving down with mem but coming back early. Apparently the rest of the family gets done with the festival before I've had enough. So for the last four days or so I will be a sunburned pseudo-bachelor in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill near Kerrville TX.
I can't wait!
It's time for my yearly pilgrimage to the hill country. Friday morning I will be surrounded by hippies and either mud or dust. I will probably get sunburned and smelly. I will definitely engage in multiple jam sessions. Some or many may involve people whose CD's I have purchased. (Up to 90% of my yearly CD purchases occur at the Festival.)
I am driving out Thursday night. and staying for ten or eleven days. In a slightly wierd variation, my wife and daughter are driving down with mem but coming back early. Apparently the rest of the family gets done with the festival before I've had enough. So for the last four days or so I will be a sunburned pseudo-bachelor in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill near Kerrville TX.
I can't wait!
Not yet. I keep getting sidetracked. My big gear adventure this year was turning my fretless into two basses.* I keep planning on an ABG, but I haven't found 'the one' yet. One of the guys down at the fest last year had the coolest set up ever. I may copy him. He had a Tacoma Thunderchief, which is basically the loudest ABG already. But he also had a small homemade amp in a softsided cooler with a couple of beers, and a wireless rig. It was great how several of the same people who ragged on me for bringing my sons Squier bass and a boombox as an improvised amp all complimented him on how well his bass projected. None of them ever figured out they were hearing an amplified bass untill someone told them.
* I took the neck off my fretless, and replaced it with the neck from a Geddy Lee Sig Jazz and gave the bass all black hardware. Som now it's my mean looking Jazz. I then put the fretless neck on a sunburst body I bought and added a BA II, Nordstrand NJ4SE's, an Audere pre and Hipshot tuners. I also had the neck coated with CA glue, so basically it is an updated Bass Of Doom.
* I took the neck off my fretless, and replaced it with the neck from a Geddy Lee Sig Jazz and gave the bass all black hardware. Som now it's my mean looking Jazz. I then put the fretless neck on a sunburst body I bought and added a BA II, Nordstrand NJ4SE's, an Audere pre and Hipshot tuners. I also had the neck coated with CA glue, so basically it is an updated Bass Of Doom.
Sounds like fun. I'd be curious as to what your setlist looks like. PM it to me if you get a chance. Being a former deadhead, I've got a soft spot in my heart for the acoustic hippy stuff. Love bluegrass too.
There's no such thing as a setlist. It's just 'What does the particular group of people you're sitting with at the moment play?'
I have stumbled through several songs, just 'playing along', that I would dearly love to remember how to play afterward. As long as I can hear the chord, and/or maybe see someone's left hand, I just go with the flow.
High points have included:
After a Poco reunion several years ago where they put on an amazing show I was under an awning to keep the rain off of me and just happened to be standing with eight or ten other people trying to stay out of the rain. One guy said "Man. Wasn't Poco great tonight?" Several of us agreed. Someone played one chord and all of us came in with the same song, in time, and in tune, and in decent harmony. It was the best harmony I've ever heard from strangers.
Running into Michael Elwood (one of my favorite songwriters out there) and asking if he would sing my favorite of his songs at the next campfire he sang at. He said he couldn't because it required a second vocal line and he was no longer touring with his partner from when he had recorded it. My wife immediately chimed in with "Wayne can sing it." So he said "Well come on along." We sat down in the circle and only then did I notice that I was the only person in the circle who was not a major artist in the folk world. The song choice went counterclockwise so when it got to Michael I realized that all these people expected mr to pick the next song, and while I'm proud of some of my songs, I knew I was way out of my depth. But inspiration hit, and after I had sung backup for Michael on 'Scarecrows Prayer', I sang one of his songs, 'Eyes of China, Hearts of Glass' and he sang backup for me. Then I stepped out of the circle with dignity intact and made my retreat.
Walking down the road into the camping meadow last June 6 ('Devil Day' 06/06/06) and a few guys are sitting in the back of a pickup truck next to their camp trying to come up with more songs to play. They were trying to think of 'Devil' songs since it was 'Devil Day' but had run out of ideas after several that didn't lend themselves to acoustic instruments. I suggested 'Friend of the Devil' and amazingly none of them knew it. So someone handed me a guitar (Mine was in my tent.) and I played it. While I'm standing here in the road, doing my best Jerry impersonation (And it's not bad, since I'm a big guy with a beard.) about a dozen people just wondered up and joined in. The song went on for probably twenty minutes.
I could go on like this all week.
I have stumbled through several songs, just 'playing along', that I would dearly love to remember how to play afterward. As long as I can hear the chord, and/or maybe see someone's left hand, I just go with the flow.
High points have included:
After a Poco reunion several years ago where they put on an amazing show I was under an awning to keep the rain off of me and just happened to be standing with eight or ten other people trying to stay out of the rain. One guy said "Man. Wasn't Poco great tonight?" Several of us agreed. Someone played one chord and all of us came in with the same song, in time, and in tune, and in decent harmony. It was the best harmony I've ever heard from strangers.
Running into Michael Elwood (one of my favorite songwriters out there) and asking if he would sing my favorite of his songs at the next campfire he sang at. He said he couldn't because it required a second vocal line and he was no longer touring with his partner from when he had recorded it. My wife immediately chimed in with "Wayne can sing it." So he said "Well come on along." We sat down in the circle and only then did I notice that I was the only person in the circle who was not a major artist in the folk world. The song choice went counterclockwise so when it got to Michael I realized that all these people expected mr to pick the next song, and while I'm proud of some of my songs, I knew I was way out of my depth. But inspiration hit, and after I had sung backup for Michael on 'Scarecrows Prayer', I sang one of his songs, 'Eyes of China, Hearts of Glass' and he sang backup for me. Then I stepped out of the circle with dignity intact and made my retreat.
Walking down the road into the camping meadow last June 6 ('Devil Day' 06/06/06) and a few guys are sitting in the back of a pickup truck next to their camp trying to come up with more songs to play. They were trying to think of 'Devil' songs since it was 'Devil Day' but had run out of ideas after several that didn't lend themselves to acoustic instruments. I suggested 'Friend of the Devil' and amazingly none of them knew it. So someone handed me a guitar (Mine was in my tent.) and I played it. While I'm standing here in the road, doing my best Jerry impersonation (And it's not bad, since I'm a big guy with a beard.) about a dozen people just wondered up and joined in. The song went on for probably twenty minutes.
I could go on like this all week.
Well I'm driving out late tonight. I'm way too excited. I pretty much live for this week and a half. I'll try to come back with a good story or two.
Well it is that time again. I am on my yearly pilgrimage to the Kerrville Folk Festival. I am going to live in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill in South Texas for a week, get horribly sunburned, hang out with a bunch of stinky hippies, play a lot of acoustic music and...be happy.
The only downside continues to be that I don't own an acoustic bass. I have to either string an extension cord to town(about nine miles away) or play something else, so I take my 12-string.
I'll see y'all in a week or so.
Enjoy!
I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack. 
Well, it was mostly awesome. Some parts were less so, however.
Awesomeness included meeting TBer Masmasbasso. He was playing behind Patrice Pike and came up to the First Aid booth to say 'Hi.' He seeme like a great guy.
Un-awesomeness included the first fatality I'd seen at the festival. I was off-shift when it happened, so I wasn't one of the people actively involved at first, until the Coroner got to the ranch and needed a guide. I led him in to where her campsite was. She had obviously been dead something like an hour or more before she was found.
Awesomeness would definitely include being aggressively flirted at by drunk hot chicks. I finally decided that my walking staff has magic powers because most of them flirted initially by handling the walking stick suggestively. In one case REAL suggestively.
More un-awesomeness would include the girl who ate some 'shrooms' that had apparrently been spiked with PCP. We eventually got her back under control.
I finally got a chance to sing at Steve Gillette's afternoon songwriting critique circle and nobody said anything bad about my song.
I got complimented on my guitar playing again, which I used to take as a sign of the apocalypse, but it's happening more and more.
There was an awesome blues jam where the guy 'steering the boat' said "If you have a request, get up here and sing it your own self. This is a jam."
Other stuff too, but I'm too sleepy to post it now, I've been home about an hour now.
Well, it was mostly awesome. Some parts were less so, however.
Awesomeness included meeting TBer Masmasbasso. He was playing behind Patrice Pike and came up to the First Aid booth to say 'Hi.' He seeme like a great guy.
Un-awesomeness included the first fatality I'd seen at the festival. I was off-shift when it happened, so I wasn't one of the people actively involved at first, until the Coroner got to the ranch and needed a guide. I led him in to where her campsite was. She had obviously been dead something like an hour or more before she was found.
Awesomeness would definitely include being aggressively flirted at by drunk hot chicks. I finally decided that my walking staff has magic powers because most of them flirted initially by handling the walking stick suggestively. In one case REAL suggestively.
More un-awesomeness would include the girl who ate some 'shrooms' that had apparrently been spiked with PCP. We eventually got her back under control.
I finally got a chance to sing at Steve Gillette's afternoon songwriting critique circle and nobody said anything bad about my song.
I got complimented on my guitar playing again, which I used to take as a sign of the apocalypse, but it's happening more and more.
There was an awesome blues jam where the guy 'steering the boat' said "If you have a request, get up here and sing it your own self. This is a jam."
Other stuff too, but I'm too sleepy to post it now, I've been home about an hour now.
Well it is that time again. I am on my yearly pilgrimage to the Kerrville Folk Festival. I am going to live in a flexible nylon hut on the side of a hill in South Texas for a week, get horribly sunburned, hang out with a bunch of stinky hippies, play a lot of acoustic music and...be happy.
The only downside continues to be that I don't own an acoustic bass. I have to either string an extension cord to town(about nine miles away) or play something else, so I take my 12-string.
I'll see y'all in a week or so.
Pretty much all of that again. Except this year I'll be taking my daughter's Squier P Bass Special and my Pignose bass amp. I'm hoping I've found a solution to the bass thing.
Your daughter can't help how her nose nose looks. Besides you gave it to her!!!
Have fun Bard. Stay safe.
Well, I did get to play bass at some circles. But for the most part the Pignose was too awkward to carry around and the bass stayed at the tent. I played a bunch of guitar at circles, though. My 12-string got a pretty good workout and I got loaned several sixes for impromptu involvement in jams.
One slightly odd circle I was in the night it rained had no guitars, just one ABG handed amongst the three bass playing songwriters at the circle. And yet we kept an audience of around a dozen for a couple of hours. If you knew how many options they had for listening, that would impress you.
Kendall and Reed were going back and forth with it when I got there. Reed saw me and said "Ziggy's a bass player. Give us a song, Ziggy." and handed me the bass. While I was doing a song from my old band, I saw Kendall and Princess leaning together to say something and I got nrevous that they were laughing at me about how I can't hit those high notes like I used to do. So when I asked Princess what Kendall had said, she said "While you were playing he said 'There are bass players. And there are bass owners. Ziggy is a REAL bassist.' " I felt pretty good about that.
Oh, yeah. By the way, at Kerrville I'm called Ziggy.
