I LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN WORKS!

Mad professor with 80s vibes. Time to own up!

So how did I spend my Sunday morning/afternoon? In a studio of course! But not with my music, rather contributing many guitar solos to one song (!)

I love it when a plan works!

Last Saturday at the Attacker show in Clifton, I was chatting with the band Scarlet King, as they asked me to play a solo on a future song. I said I would for sure. Once the lyrics are completed, they will send me a rough demo to work on. Overhearing this conversation was Peter (singer/guitarist) from Apathy and he said, “Wait a minute! I have a song that you could play on too!” He sent me the file, I listened and said I already had ideas for it. Was only supposed to do the solo section but was in for a surprise today.

BTW: They tune down a half step like Slayer so instead of me restringing a guitar to that tuning, I did the jazz thing and played in Eb! (pats self on back)

Upon arriving at Factory Studios, I treated myself to brown sugar cinnamon Pop Tarts and Mountain Dew. So if you want my secret to playing faster, there you go. But seriously, I was greeted by Pete and John (bassist/producer). From there, we got to work and I showed them my ideas. Much smiling ensued. And of course there were ideas thrown at me such as “A bit more melody” (which was NOT a dis) and “Here you can sweep pick” (nice!) I channeled such guitarists as Randy Rhoads, Uli Roth, Steve Vai, Dimebag Darrell…but everything still sounded like me.

Damn it.

After the solo section, I was asked “Can you do something before the verse?” and “I can hear something in this little spot.” Wow, I played more notes per square inch today than in the past four months combined. (Coming from me…that’s a bold statement!) I improvised quite a lot, but also took direction such as “Do something with bends like this” and Pete or John would mouth the riffs. Duly noted. And it worked! Well not everything did…but there’s something like 12-14 tracks of my guitar playing?! That alone can make a new solo album, and it would be purely SOLOS!

Two hours flew by and that was it, we shook hands, I packed my guitar and headed home. Being around people who genuinely want to work with me is the best feeling. If the vibes are right, and the guitar tones are too, then it’s smooth sailing. From what I was told, this and one other song will be released on June 21, give or take. Start off the summer the right way!

I had a really great time and can’t wait to hear the final results.

One last thing: I was asked to play a solo using augmented fifths?! My aging black heart was so happy!

But…Eb?!

One solo take…
Another variation…whew!

I APPROVE THIS MESSAGE

Real men wear pink!

No matter who you are, where you live, what you do…we all want the approval of others to feel justified and qualified in this world.

NO exceptions!

Social media has definitely brought out all the showboating and self-aggrandizing personalities that we’d otherwise know nothing about. Am I guilty of this? Absolutely. Whether you’re a musician, sports figure, actor, or someone in the political field, we all want “eyes on us”.

I’m honestly getting tired of seeking approval. I know my worth because it bothers others. And yet I’m the one hoping someone likes me?! GTFO! I am the one who shines bright, yet people try to dim it so they can feel better? And I take it?! WTF? No more lowering myself (not that I ever truly did that) so I can feel sanctioned. You don’t like me? That’s your problem.

I will say though, that my students truly enjoy my presence. They WANT to learn and have fun. I have yet to find another musician who feels that way. Will never happen. Too many are trapped in their own perceived image and I shatter it. This is why musicians get all weird around me. I must be more confident than I realize because others get all flustered. I’m not Steve Vai, but around here, it feels that way at times. (Now if I only had Vai’s fingers come through the fretboard!!)

But back to my students…when I hear things like “This is the highlight of my day” and “I could not wait to ask you to teach me this song…”, those words are music to my ears for sure. My students know that whether I teach them in the store, or in their own homes, they are safe with me. They can talk to me without fear of judgement or prejudice. My talents are being put to a much better use as a teacher.

However, I still love to perform and create. I have not been asked to do a gig since January 3, and if that well ran dry, then so be it. Had a bunch of demos for a prospective 10th album, and shelved those for an indefinite period of time. When the muse taps me on the shoulder, as I always say, then I will make my move. I’ve changed quite a bit since November 10 (you know what happened), and my need for approval has become fading. Not 100%, mind you. It is nice when someone says “I really liked that one song” or “That solo you did was sick”. But now I receive unsolicited praise and compliments, whereas in the not-too-distant past, I craved it. It’s a very liberating feeling to know that I no longer chase after someone’s verbal handshake.

Yet there’s always one who says “You know what you should do? What I would do is…”

I will tell you what you should do…but this is a family-friendly website 😉

HERE’S A SURPRISE

Up for “Male Single Of The Year”. Works for me!

Expect the unexpected. You never know what’s around the corner.

And other cliches.

Here’s a surprise for you and me: my tune “Always The Last To Know” is up for Male Single Of The Year through the ISSA. Did I expect this? No. I submitted singles back on January 1, and at least one made it through. So I am cool with that. Here’s the link to vote: ISSA Voting You can vote once a day until April 30th.

It’s also nice to see that this website is gaining a fair bit of attention. Guess sprucing things up (and saying that I was going to remove it) worked. When the renewal date arrives, I may downgrade so I can save a few bucks. I might lose some privileges in the process but oh well.

Now get voting!

STAYING PUT

Well well well…the website is staying put for the duration until renewal time in October. Why did I change my mind?

I will be blunt as always.

Depression is crippling, so is anxiety. And when I feel like there’s no hope, I can say drastic things. No, I will never ever hurt myself in any capacity. I’m not that stupid. I have said dumb things though, to which I own up. And in this case, I own up…

Granted, websites don’t really matter too too much these days, unless you’re a giant corporation or a huge band like Metallica. Little locals like me, well, let’s be honest…I will always be at the bottom of everyone’s totem pole. That’s just the cold hard facts, and not said to look for sympathy. I am painfully aware of whatever stature I have in the music world.

I chat with an agent here at WordPress and he said I should wait until it’s near renewal time to downgrade my plan. I won’t lose as much as I thought. Thinking very realistically, what’s the point of spending over $125 when I can spend $60-75 tops? Still a decent chunk of change but I have some peace of mind (piece of mind?) and can pretend that four of you still like me and this site.

I am going to totally revamp the site, and hope for the best. I only did this a year or so ago, and am already bored of it. Plus the banner sits still while the page moves…no bueno! It’s very distracting to me and everyone.

So whatever changes I make, hope you like them. And please continue your support, it means a great deal to me.

Depression can kiss my ass.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

Buckle up for this blog…

Ever have a conversation with someone and certain words just drop on you like a bomb? That happened to me this morning (Monday March 17) at 7:49.

Buckle up for this blog…

I am going to copy/paste what my friend The Oddest Owl wrote me this morning when we talked about someone putting her work down:

“How could anyone understand what you do? Have you worked on your story telling? Have you ever written out exactly why you do what you do? People can only meet concepts as deeply as they’ve met themselves… and a lot of people stay in the shallow waters cause they’re afraid of drowning”

This nailed me good and hard. I thanked her for such powerful words.

Far too often, as artists, we want our works to be admired and revered. But that is not feasible or possible at all. People who belittle our work really have nothing to offer, or at the very least, they wish they could do what we do on a specific level. Granted, art is all about conveying emotion and it’s hard not to take something personally when someone doesn’t understand your trip.

What do people want then?

They want to feel like they can identify with something/someone. If it means dumbing down to lowest common denominator, then some artists are all too willing to do so. Why? Acceptance. The purest art or music comes from someone who is hungry and struggling. It’s raw, real, naked, and genuine. After a while, anger softens and you think “Would be nice to make a few extra bucks and see more people in the room” so you trade in your soul for being around people who pretend to like you.

Did I want mass popularity? Of course. But on my terms. And that doesn’t always happen. Problem is, a lot of people think very commercial-minded. It has to be quick to like or else forget it. My dad used to call it “microwave mentality”, meaning people want to be impressed in 30 seconds or less (or your money back?) I think it was Norm McDonald who said “You are not allowed to be smarter than your audience.” I call bullshit on that. This is why people respond quicker to bland monotony rather than actually absorbing something slowly. This is what society wants! Don’t think! Don’t disagree! Conform or be cast out (“Subdivisions…”)

This is what happens when someone inspires you early on a Monday morning!

TIME TO ADMIT SOMETHING

Totally 80s! Well, not totally but…

We live in a dangerously nostalgic age. I think since the lockdowns in 2020, people had no choice but to revert back to their past, and dig up old photos/videos. We all reminisce, and that’s okay. It’s proof we’re still alive and breathing. But to stay in the past?

No thanks.

But I am going to admit something right now that I resisted for years…

I wanted to be popular in the 80s and never got that wish.

When you’re a unique person, in a sea of cookie cutters especially in high school, you’re going to be branded as “weird”, “strange”, and “I don’t get you, man.” I drift back to when I was in high school (not that I want to go back) and think “If I had the long hair, the popular local metal band, the cool clothes…man I would have been so loved.”

Or would I?

I had short hair in high school, looked like a Q-tip with ears. I had funky guitars though! I had a cherry red Guild Madiera Strat-copy and a Guild Burnside Blade in neon pink. Even my dad told me, “You better be REALLY good to play a pink guitar, or you’ll get your ass kicked.” I would see local bands, and they all had the look DOWN cold, and I stood there like “That will never be me.” I was destined to forge my own path, but at the time, I wanted to be like everyone else.

Good thing that never happened, right?

I never ever fit with the times. Ever. Either I was too weird in the 80s, or too 80s during the pretentious 90s grunge/alternative era. I even told myself “The 80s are over, put them away” and I did. Maybe?

I’m not for an 80s revival at all. Everyone going on the Monsters Of Rock cruise, going to various hair metal festivals…that’s not me, never will be. My fave part of 80s was the thrash metal scene and funk-metal as well. But damn it, I had to see Steve Vai’s neon JEM guitars as a teenager, huh? Screwed me up for life. I still want one.

I always had a penchant for funky guitars, amps, pedals, sneakers. Yet I look so plain jane. I resemble Geddy Lee if he was a roadie for Metallica. I stand out but not because I’m gorgeous, but rather my choice of gear. Oh and the way I play. Which is very good, whether you agree or not.

So I think I’m on my fourth mid-life crisis. I admit that but am not about to act like I’m youthful or that I will be this behemoth guitar god. That ship sailed. I am lucky to still look decent for a 55-year-old dude. I am VERY lucky to have nice gear, thanks to my endorsers. I take none of these for granted, ever.

And while I have no desire to go back to the 80s, I can do some things to make people identify with me. Hence the photo above. I’ve had that Ibanez RG7420MC since January 2001 and everyone knows the story behind my daughter calling it Pinkie. I was inspired to finally trick the guitar out but adding green knobs/pickup selector. And of course, Aurora Strings to bring out more of the 80s aesthetic. But make no mistake, I do NOT want to recreate the past. I can honor it but still look ahead.

I still wish I looked like this back in high school.

Ah well.

I CAN ONLY BE ME

Coffee in a Rush mug is essential

Anyone who knows me (and admits it) will know my obvious influences. But there are some guitar players that I admit to not mentioning so much. It’s not from lack of respect, it’s just that they slip my mind at times. I am going to fix that right here.

You ready for some names you might have forgotten?

Akira Takasaki of Loudness comes to mind. I always dug him more than who was popular at the time (EVH, Randy, Lynch, etc) because he had his own thing going and still does. He’s not super-original, is a good synthesis of a lot of his heroes but you know it’s him. I recommend listening to Loudness albums such as DISILLUSION, THUNDER IN THE EAST and the self-titled 1992 album (that one is SO heavy!!)

Ronnie LeTekro of TNT slips past me too but when I hear his band on Sirius, I tell myself “Oh yeah that’s right, he was pretty wicked!” Was compared to Yngwie for the Swedish thing as well as playing brutally fast but, let’s be honest, TNT had better songs. Check out the album KNIGHTS OF THE NEW THUNDER if you want to watch your jaw crash to the floor.

Vito Bratta of White Lion was an excellent guitarist who was, in my eyes, unfavorably compared to Eddie. Yes he looked like him a bit, and definitely did the tapping thing but he was more like Brian May to me. Very melodic, tasty but when you’re not looking, he can peel the paint off the walls. Go listen to FIGHT TO SURVIVE (PRIDE is great too) for some ferocious stuff!

I could easily mention Vernon Reid of Living Colour but he definitely is more known than the other guitarists mentioned. Still VERY quirky and you have no idea where his licks will go. And that’s a good thing. But this is about guitarists that I rarely mention so let me think of another one…

Andy Summers of The Police (You must be thinking HUH?) was a big influence on me. How? His use of 9th chords and chorus/flanger effects really inspired me. Along with Jamie West-Oram of the Fixx, he had a very arresting guitar sound. Wasn’t a big soloist but his rhythm work was melodic enough to almost be solo-like. Any Police album is worth listening to; there’s only five so dig in!”

And one more: Alex Lifeson of Rush. While this seems obvious because I’m a Rush fan, I need to talk about Alex more because he was another big influence on me. Whether he was playing Zep-type riffs or Police-style runs, he was still himself. His solos were not typical, yet there was a familiarity to them. Of course, listen to MOVING PICTURES!!

As a guitarist of 100 years, I always strived to find my own unique voice. It’s easy and then not. When others think very commercial-minded and want you in a box, I refuse to be slotted. Which is why I bristle when I hear things like “You need to play more like Eddie” and “Dude, Michael Schenker is where it’s at.” I like them but never jived to them, you know? Being esoteric doesn’t win you awards but virtue DOES get rewarded eventually.

Excuse me while I learn some weird licks…

And this is true. Ask anyone.

GLAD IT’S NOT A LEAP YEAR

Can you tell I’m done with winter?

I am so glad that today is the last day of February. If this was a leap year, I would lose my mind.

Oh I lost it back in the 80s if you can find it.

This winter has been the coldest that I can recall. We had more snowfall than the past two years combined but not a lot just the same. Are we done with snow? I sure hope so. This week is a teaser though: bright blue skies, bright sun, Spring-like weather.

And then it will all go downhill again for a bit longer.

Though I am busy with teaching, and it’s going well, I’m missing something. My keys? My inhaler? No wait…

I miss performing.

Won’t lie to anyone, was hoping for more cover gigs to sprout up but everyone needs drummers, singers, and bassists. Guitarists are a dime a dozen (but I’m worth at least a buck three-eighty) so I hang back. I really have zero desire to play my own songs live, as the interest isn’t there. Just have to accept that my days are behind me, and that’s alright. I knew when to walk away and not become a caricature or shell of my former self.

Others do that quite well.

So why was I buying new pedals, straps, and re-ordering more strings? Maybe I’m bored. Or I hope the inspiration comes back. Who knows? Can’t force these things to happen. But seven planets are lining up tonight so that could be good, right? Maybe when the clocks go ahead an hour, things will perk back up. Got me there.

I feel stuck, truth be told.

Don’t get me wrong, my seasonal depression is slowly lifting. I re-upped my vitamin stash, cutting back on junk food (though I have a sweet tooth), and getting my walks in with the nicer weather. I enjoy playing guitar more than ever because I have nobody to impress. I am learning new jazz licks, and even some country, just to keep my fingers from falling into atrophy.

And I’m still the best guitarist in my house. Undefeated.

So come March 1st, what will happen? No idea. I have learned to take a gigantic step back, let the fates decide what’s next. Some things I can control, others are beyond my reach. If I manifest and put things out to the universe, perhaps I will have some good fortunes swing my way.

Am I too deep for this table over here?

UPDATED (AND STILL OUTDATED!)

What do I do when I’m slightly bored?

I update the logo on my website.

And I’m still outdated in everything else!

Many years ago, somewhere around early 2005 to be precise, I had a discussion/disagreement with a drummer when he said “You need a logo.” I said it works for others but not necessary for what I do. He kept harping on “You need to market better! You need something like what Kiss and Led Zeppelin have.” As I said, logos work for them. Same with brands like Coca-Cola, Facebook, etc.

I do instrumental music for Pete’s sake!!!

Joe Satriani had a different logo with every album. So did Steve Vai, Motley Crue, Rush, Prince, and Deep Purple. And I don’t think anyone complained about that (maybe the drummer I had in my band 20 years ago did). I always say it as every time I did a new album, a new font was needed to reflect things. I get it that it’s all about branding/marketing/whatever.

I simply don’t care.

And yes I’ve been told plenty of times that “You suck at networking” and they’re right. I suck at marketing too but somehow I can promote quite well. For me, it’s always been about the music. I mean, look at the front cover of Bon Jovi’s SLIPPERY WHEN WET. He had to change it so he ran his finger over a wet Hefty bag. Millions sold.

Logos be damned.

HOW FITTING!

Original cover for “Always The Last To Know” single

We all struggle with various aspects of our lives. One that definitely seems to be the most talked-about is fitting in. We all want to feel validated/admired/appreciated but at what expense?

When you’re unique, it’s sometimes not welcomed.

We’re living in an age where generations are clashing left and right. We’ve often said “We won’t talk like our parents do/did” and yet here we are! We try to be open-minded about things but ultimately it just doesn’t happen. How often do we catch ourselves saying “Back in my day” or “Today’s music sucks”.

Guilty as charged.

I guess we can’t help ourselves. So where does that leave us? Are we destined to be islands unto ourselves? Or do we wear the right clothes, say the right catch phrases, and listen to music we can’t stand just to be accepted? For some, the desperation is palpable.

I wanted to fit somewhere all of my life. I never fit at home or school as a kid. Figured “If I got really good on guitar, people would flock to me.” Nope. And heaven forbid I use words longer than four letters! I can curse with the best of them but ultimately it sounds cheap and trite. (Get me pissed off, and it’s over HAHA) With the exception of where I teach, I never fit at any job. Was always reprimanded for something trivial. Again, when you’re different, people can’t handle it. They say “I love a challenge” but the challenge for them is to change you.

As I said in the previous blog, I am proud to be quirky/eccentric/weird/strange. I am fully aware of that. I think quite a few people were shoehorned by society early on in life, and only know one way to exist. They don’t know how to live, they only know how to stay inside the lines. Don’t make any sudden moves, and you’ll get along just fine.

Thankfully, I have come across some people who feel the same way I do. We talk about “where do we belong?” and the answer is simple: We’re meant to shine, not blend. I’ve been told that I have balls to pull off wearing funky sneakers, colorful flannel shirts, do instrumental music, and now I have fuzzy straps for Pete’s sake!! Guess I’m more confident than I give myself credit for. So to those who find it hard to fit in…STOP TRYING! You have a tribe, and it may be small but accepting. Everyone else are too busy keeping up with the Joneses.

Now go get yourself a V-Tar fuzzy strap!!!

This goes with the pink flannel.
And buy green pedals too!!!