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Question #1: Musician?

As far as I can tell, everybody loves music.  No matter who you are or where you’re from, there’s always some kind of music that’ll get you.  And whether it’s AC/DC or Willie Nelson or J.S.Bach doesn’t matter, when the music grabs you it’s always the same.  Toe tapping,  cobra-like swaying, intensely zoned out facial expressions, air guitar, dancing, conducting imaginary orchestras, body surfing, and general ecstasy . . . these are but a few of the endless varied symptoms of music fever.  I personally have spent many happy hours headbanging to Beethoven and Berlioz, while proudly pumping my rock and roll devil horns in the air.  The point is when you feel it you feel it.

With so much fun to be had, people are always wondering if they have what it takes to step into the fray themselves and make some noise.  I’ve heard plenty of folks say things like, “I always think that if my parents had put me in piano lessons I could have been really good.”  And everyone who teaches music has heard this question, “I’d like my child to play the guitar.  Can you teach him?”  In reply I say it’s never to late to try, and anything is possible . . .

BUT . . .

. . . music is an art form.  As such it is automatically an infinite and rewarding pursuit that comes with a price: endless hours of solitary rehearsal, callouses, frustration, and just plain blood sweat and tears.  In other words, in order to reach that awesome peak where the music flows effortlessly through your instrument requires a great deal of hard work and sacrifice, not to mention the most valuable asset of all - TIME.  I can even give you a number.   In his book, “This is Your Brain on Music”, Daniel J. Levitin says that neurologist have found it takes roughly 10,000 hours of work to become an expert musician.

So before you decide to quit your day job and buy a guitar, you have to ask yourself Question #1:  Am I a musician?

Although a lot of mental acrobatics can be performed around this question, it really comes down to this: Do you compulsively and spontaneously play music?  I know, I know, it’s too obvious.  But look - legendary guitarist B.B.King grew up dirt poor in a shack on a cotton plantation.  As a little boy, he stole the wire off his Mom’s broom and nailed it taught to the wall like a guitar string, then spent hour after hour plunking away at it.  Buddy Rich grew up in a travelling vaudeville family, and he was banging pots and pans as an act in the show by the time he was four years old.  Lenney Breau also  grew up in a travelling country caravan, and spontaneously broke into perfect vocal harmony at a rehearsal - they say he was barely even old enough to walk at the time.  I myself litterally pounded the stuffing out of 2 couches using only a pair of toy drumsticks and an endless stream of rhythm before my folks finally broke down and bought me a kit for my 3rd birthday.

My point is this - musicians play music and nothing can make them stop.  Not lack of money, not lack of a teacher, and not even lack of an instrument will keep a muso from making noise.  If you find yourself beating your steering wheel into submission in time to the radio, constantly singing or humming, daydreaming songs as you shop or chop wood, or nailing pieces of wire to the wall just to make something go TWANG, then I recommend you take the next step and get yourself a cheap guitar or something.  If you find that you are unable to keep your hands off the thing, then you are definitely a musician . . . and should seek help.

My advice to parents wondering about dormant musical powers in their kids is this:  do not stick your kid into lessons arbitrarily.  Do not waste your money on a new instrument right away.  Wait until they have driven you absolutely crazy with some kind of musical noise.   When I was little I banged on pots and pans with Tinker Toys.  It took two years of this to get my folks to cough up the dough for a drum kit, and when they did, the first question people would ask  when they came into our house for the first time was always, “How can you STAND that constant racket!”  So if you can’t stop them from playing no matter what you do, THEN it’s time for lessons.

A special note: if you play non-stop Guitar Hero, or air-band in front of the mirror to David Bowie, this does not make you a musician as the movies so like to imply these days.  This makes you a Gamer or possibly a Performer, but since no music is actually produced in either of these scenarios, this doesn’t make you a musician.  Neither does having a MySpace, or a great promo shot, or a collection of vintage guitars.  Hands on, non-stop practise of the art of music is what makes a musician.  Nothing else is it.

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I started recording on a 4-track cassette based Tascam machine.  I dabbled a little in highschool, but I didn’t really become obsessed with until after I did “Grow” in a big recording studio in Toronto with the record company (names have been withheld to protect the guilty.)  From the 4-track, I eventually graduated to an 8-track digital studio, which later on became the Roland VS-2480CD that I still use today with a few refinements.  In the last few years, I’ve recorded 7 solo albums, Richard Knechtel’s Carrot, Mark Ebel and Friends, The AB3 Contraband album, as well as slews of artist demos, a jingle or two, poetry projects, a kid’s album with Dicky Bird, and loads of home-made Christmas goodies.

I also use the studio to record my never ending and various practise routines, so that I can really zero in on my strengths and weaknesses as a player from the perspective of a listener.  The studio’s playback is unforgiving so every nuance of a performance can be clearly heard.  If my time fluxuates - I hear it.  If my tone is flat or my part’s not grooving - I hear it.  I record my students this way as well - it’s a blast for them to get a taste of what a REAL RECORDING session might be like, and while having fun they also improve by leaps and bounds.

As far as my aesthetic:  I like music that breathes and bleeds. I don’t like slick so-called “perfection.”   B-O-R-I-N-G that spells perfection.  I like music with warts.  There are many modern techniques I like to avoid.  I don’t use any pitch correctors, or quantizers, or guitar modelling effects.  I don’t like to “comp” vocal tracks.  I get my sound by recording live musicians playing real instruments in a great sounding room.  Leakage between mics is desirable, at least in the rhythm section.  This creates a more organic and 3 dimensional sound.   For music to really live and breathe and be beautiful, it must have flaws.  Why?  Humanity.

The AB3

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Aside from the identity of it’s members, very little is known of the elusive group known only as The AB3. Andy Burgess (presumably the band’s namesake), son Justin Burgess, and known accomplice Peter Novar have been spotted meeting secretly at Just B’s House of Rock, an old farmhouse studio on the outskirts of small town Hanover, Ontario.

Although it is not known what the three reclusive musicians are up to, it is reasonable to assume that some kind of mischief is afoot. There are unsubstantiated rumours that a CD of CONTRABAND musical material has emerged from these secret meetings. It is even alleged that entertainers Dean McTaggart, Richard Knechtel, and Dinah Christie (among others) can plainly be heard having fun with these outlaws on the alleged Contraband album. However, since the CD can only be obtained through direct contact with a member of The AB3’s inner circle, such rumours remain unsubstantiated.

Have a listen:

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