My first jazz gig...
Posted: 30 Sep 2001 9:30 am
Well, it finally happened - by accident rather than design, but, it happened.
It was 6 p.m. last night, two hours before my 8 o'clock gig at Bourbon's jazz club as the pianist with a quartet. That's when I gave up on hearing from the keyboard repairman that's had my piano for a week.
I wasn't sure just what to do, but I knew I had to do something...
I stood staring at the case for my Emmons (affectionately known as "the log") for several minutes before shaking my head and tossing it in the car.
Explaining the situation to the bass player/leader as I set up, I could see the doubt in his eyes as I strung it all together. Just my luck to find the drummer on the gig was Dougie Johnston, an old road warrior with little patience for amateurs. (and any instrument/player even remotely connected with country music). I fully expected him to either walk off the job, or toss me out.. but he didn't.
Right before we hit, I sheepishly asked the tenor sax player to take it easy on me, as I'd never done a jazz gig before. He grinned and said "that's your problem...hehe.. Moonlight In Vermont in 3 flats... one, two...
Well, it went Great !! By the middle of the second tune, Dougie leaned over and whispered "To hell with the piano!"
I wish I could say I turned into Herbie Wallace on the spot, but I didn't. My single string lines are still a bit weak, but my chord melody stuff is strong enough. The only tune I drew a blank on all night was "lullaby of the leaves", but I still got through it. Fear and trepidation from the other musicians turned into curiosity, and by the first break they took turns inspecting my steel like it was a rubix cube.
They all commented on what a great job it did of comping behind soloists. I have a feeling it would be welcomed on jobs again.
I'd only played one or two of the tunes before on steel, although I knew them all.
Some of the tunes were: Everything Happens to Me, Let's Fall in Love, You go to my Head, You'd be So Nice To Come Home To, Pennies from Heaven, Laura, You and the Night and the Music, Speak Low, Everytime We Say Goodbye, and several blues, i.e. C Jam, Tenor Madness... and lots of others.
By the end of the second set, the piano repairman had arrived with my keys, somewhat alarmed at his mistake. A guitarist, he sat for the rest of the evening in rapt attention.
I just had to tell this story to someone, and I knew you guys and gals would be the ones. I also mention it here because I owe alot of thanks to all the forum folk for being such a great help to me in getting started. Now that I've broken the ice, I have something to work for!
-John
It was 6 p.m. last night, two hours before my 8 o'clock gig at Bourbon's jazz club as the pianist with a quartet. That's when I gave up on hearing from the keyboard repairman that's had my piano for a week.
I wasn't sure just what to do, but I knew I had to do something...
I stood staring at the case for my Emmons (affectionately known as "the log") for several minutes before shaking my head and tossing it in the car.
Explaining the situation to the bass player/leader as I set up, I could see the doubt in his eyes as I strung it all together. Just my luck to find the drummer on the gig was Dougie Johnston, an old road warrior with little patience for amateurs. (and any instrument/player even remotely connected with country music). I fully expected him to either walk off the job, or toss me out.. but he didn't.
Right before we hit, I sheepishly asked the tenor sax player to take it easy on me, as I'd never done a jazz gig before. He grinned and said "that's your problem...hehe.. Moonlight In Vermont in 3 flats... one, two...
Well, it went Great !! By the middle of the second tune, Dougie leaned over and whispered "To hell with the piano!"
I wish I could say I turned into Herbie Wallace on the spot, but I didn't. My single string lines are still a bit weak, but my chord melody stuff is strong enough. The only tune I drew a blank on all night was "lullaby of the leaves", but I still got through it. Fear and trepidation from the other musicians turned into curiosity, and by the first break they took turns inspecting my steel like it was a rubix cube.
They all commented on what a great job it did of comping behind soloists. I have a feeling it would be welcomed on jobs again.
I'd only played one or two of the tunes before on steel, although I knew them all.
Some of the tunes were: Everything Happens to Me, Let's Fall in Love, You go to my Head, You'd be So Nice To Come Home To, Pennies from Heaven, Laura, You and the Night and the Music, Speak Low, Everytime We Say Goodbye, and several blues, i.e. C Jam, Tenor Madness... and lots of others.
By the end of the second set, the piano repairman had arrived with my keys, somewhat alarmed at his mistake. A guitarist, he sat for the rest of the evening in rapt attention.
I just had to tell this story to someone, and I knew you guys and gals would be the ones. I also mention it here because I owe alot of thanks to all the forum folk for being such a great help to me in getting started. Now that I've broken the ice, I have something to work for!
-John