The book is finished, and it's been sent to the editor. A few bass stories had to be culled to make room for other stuff, so I'll post them here.
An L.A. story:
I went to the Hollywood Bowl to interview a bassist after a concert. The original plan was for me to actually see the concert, but somebody screwed up. There was no ticket for me at the will-call window and the show was sold out. So I stood outside for two hours, waiting.
Watching the crowd coming in and out, I realized that at thirty-eight I was the youngest male there. Every man in attendance had a face-listed female companion at least thirty years his junior. Most of the women wore a weird one-piece miniskirt dress and wide-brimmed hat, almost like a sallow sombrero.
After the show I saw the bassist in a small office on the other side of the entrance gate. He wore coattails and looked angry. I waded through the crowd of elderly millionaires and billionaires streaming out of the Bowl and made my way to the office. Outside the window, I waved to the bassist; he glared and turned away. I knocked on the glass in the door, and he stormed over.
"Tom Wictor, Bass Player magazine!" I yelled.
He opened the the door and snapped, "Yes, yes!" as though of course he knew I was Tom Wictor from Bass Player magazine, so why would I insult him by telling him something he obviously already knew.
"Did you hear the show?” he asked.
"From the outside of the Bowl, yeah. There was no ticket at the will-call window." He just stared. After a few seconds, I asked if we could begin.
"Of course!" he barked. He kept getting angry throughout the interview, telling me about the style of music he played and where it may or may not have originated, "But I don’t know! Nobody knows! Why's it important? It isn't!" Since he'd started the history lesson on the music without me even asking, I didn’t know why he was getting so upset at me.
He described a traditional way of playing the upright bass by hitting the strings with a bow, "But we won’t get into that."
Really, I wondered. Why not? Would it be considered offensive?
He talked about how boring his parts were, and he became furious explaining how people transcribed music. "They write it as a quarter note and an eighth note or as an eighth
note, an eighth rest, and an eighth note, but it's not! It’s an idiomatic feel!"
That was how the entire interview went. By the end of it I'd had it with him and his "artistic temperament." He never apologized for me having to stand for two hours outside the Bowl. I wrote up a glowing piece on him that made him so happy he invited me to another show with another band he played in that performed a completely different style of traditional music.
I declined, because that music was ever more idiomatic than the one he usually played, so I imagined that he'd get so angry telling me about it that he'd actually try to strangle me in the course of the interview.