With just a few days left to show up in uniform, I've been taking on some upright bass gigs. Back to my roots, so-to-speak. But an interesting thing happened at the barbershop this past week... I was in there gettin' trimmed-up for a wedding job where I had to play 45 minutes of prelude music and parts of the ceremony, then the recessional, when the barber (been going to the same guy for nearly 40 years...) introduces me to this other cat in there who plays drums, builds me up like somethin'.
The guys he plays with over near me are lookin' for a bass player for a classic rock band, having a 70's and 80's pop radio lexicon would be helpful. They don't play out much, but when they do, it's corporate functions at nice places, the rest of the time it's jam in their studio at one of 'ems house. (also near me, about 2 mi.) Sounds like some good clean fun and an opportunity to play the Alembics through big rigs again... I'm about to be free in the evenings... I gave my number. We'll see.
