One of the guys in the neighborhood is in a band. He had a gig in a local watering hole tonight. Bob is the drummer. He's good.
There was a guitar player and a bass player and a singer. While I was there, they covered a couple Kiss tunes. I'm not into Kiss. There's a cousin of mine who has every Kiss recording ever made. He's got imports and bootlegs, everything. He'd be a better critic that I could be; so, I will skip those numbers. The bass player was wearing huge platform shoes with zebra stripes; I'm guessing he was the Kiss fan.
They moved on to two tunes by Van Morrison, "Moondance" and "Brown-Eyed Girl," then tried "Fly Away" by Lenny Kravitz, after which I wanted to fly away; but, the friends with whom I sat convinced me to stay for the final song of the set, which was Blues Traveler's "Run-Around." I'm not a musician or a singer. I know one tune on the harmonica and I forgot the other one. I faked playing the flute-o-phone in school. And I was lip-synching in grades 1 through 12, long before Milli Vanilli thought they could get away with it.
But I know that the melodies of these songs have more than one note. Singing one word louder than the others does not change the fact that it was the same note as the one before it. Singing is more than knowing the words and hoping all of the patrons are sloshed enough to hear what they want to hear.
Bob asked me to see his last gig with this particular band. I did. I'm glad he's moving on. And I'm home before midnight.
Posted by Bill at March 5, 2005 11:59 PMI'm thinking (well, not really, but I like pretending) that when getting home before midnight becomes a good thing, it is a surefire indicator that, well, you are no longer young.
I like to be home before 10, myself... ;-)
Posted by: lucy at March 6, 2005 03:47 PMAh,Dammit,by 11:45, I am always urging Dereck out of Karaoke...
::Trying to imagine Bill out listening to music::
::Still trying...::
Posted by: Jen at March 6, 2005 11:09 PM