7/7/7 Day Six: Curt Golden, ‘Bicycling to Afghanistan’.

(Note:  this post is part of a series.)

Day 6: Curt Golden, “Bicycling to Afghanistan”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQQpFAZLhCc
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guitar_Craft

Every player has at least one personal nemesis. This one is mine! During my involvement in Guitar Craft, I came by the score of this piece and, ambitious SOB that I am, resolved to bring it to Guitar Circle Colorado. During one of my many extended business trips of that time, I spent…a lot…of time studying all three parts, and the extent of the “reverse beer goggles” phenomenon was astonishing.

The way I remember Curt telling us the story about the piece, he by God wanted to write a Guitar Craft piece that you could count in four and in three like everyone else. (Guitar Craft is somewhat known for its fives, sevens, and the occasional thirteen) So…he, ah, did. In such a way as to (re-)earn his nickname, “Curt You Bastard”.

Note this YouTube of a Guitar Craft trio, bravely attacking “Bicycling”; I’ll use them as a backdrop for explanation:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iLNu79ujtkk

The fella on the left is playing the “fives” part, which you might call the main melody line. Its core figure is a five-count, which features completely counter-intuitive finger movements, and it must “catch up” to the main song’s four- and three-counts.

The fella in the middle is the bass part, which is mostly counted in six, and with some of the most glorious syncopations I have ever seen. (Curt writes absolutely bomber bass parts.) Finger gymnastics are demanding, as is the string skipping to get the octaves at the suggested tempo. (The score indicates it is intended for 98-104bpm, which given the technical demands borders on outrageous.)

The guy on the right is the “harmony” part, also known as the sevens, with an over-the-top eleven in the C Phrygian section, and two extremely challenging turnaround descents. Like the fives, it has to “catch up” to the overall four- and three-counts, and on top of it all, there is this motif, which you can hear go up an octave in the F# Phrygian section, that is actually handed from the fives part to the sevens part.

Curt you bastard, indeed. It’s freakin’ glorious.

But here’s the thing. I learned all three parts, both just to do it (and understand the piece better), and also to be able to take it to GCCO with the aim of playing it as an ensemble. And so I did; we divided up the parts, studied a bit individually, and then the trio came together to work on it.

Heh.

Each part, on its own, is so engaging and interesting that it really stands on its own; in one way it’s a real shame that the ensemble covers so much of what is going on in any one part. And so Dave and I sat down to work on the sevens against the fives…and I completely fell apart on the sevens, simply because I was so mesmerized hearing him play the fives against it. It was a whole different learning curve to play it together…and yet we were already a seasoned ensemble with an existing repertoire of complicated, interlocking parts. This, somehow, is a whole different beast.

Again: glorious.

That first link is of the Atomic Chamber Ensemble, one of Curt’s various Guitar Craft projects; it is a great reference standard for students of the piece–especially as it has the “fourth part” ending, which gilds the lily in a truly beautiful and over-the-top way.  (The fourth part is absent on the League’s 1990 A Show Of Hands album.)

And here is another YouTube link to the piece being performed by the League in Atlanta:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Q6sUaeGahc

The evil SOB on the right is Curt, by the way.  (You…bastard!)

Kudos to the trio at the second YouTube link for getting out there and playing it. I can certainly hear a few clams, but then again we had ’em too! And you can see their hands–players can perhaps get some idea of how challenging it really is.

I’m happy to call it my nemesis; may I never stop studying it!  🙂

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7/7/7 Day Five: Sam Bush, ‘Stingray’.

(Note:  this post is part of a series.)

Day 5. Sam Bush, “Stingray”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lXlAHli0jAQ
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sam_Bush

Put simply, Sam Bush is and probably always will be essential to my life. Along with Béla Fleck, he was part of the double-whammy (made possible by a friend’s prescient invite to two days of the 1994 Telluride Bluegrass Festival) that jolted me into awareness of both newgrass and bluegrass. He then introduced me to a legion of other musical giants I’d never heard of. He was all over the playlist at my wedding. All three of my kids were born to Sam tunes. He’s the reason I picked up the mandolin. And the marvelous SOB just seems to get better over time.

Sam’s humility in practice is inspiring. I can recall vividly one of his shows at Telluride (I didn’t miss a TBF for a dozen years, after that first one…if you ever listen to “Ice Caps: Peaks of Telluride”, consider that I was in the audience for most of what’s on that record), at which he took pains to introduce his band’s outstanding new cover of John Hartford’s “On The Road” as a difficult song to play because of its 5/4 time signature. John, he said, wanted to capture the disorientation of life on the road, and chose the time deliberately…it really was a loving tribute, and the fans loved it. What Sam *didn’t* say anything about, however, was that the song they had just finished playing, “The Dolphin Dance”, was in 13/4 time with a 5/8 bridge section! Don’t know how many of us in the audience caught that, but I sure did.

Sam doesn’t write prolifically–most of his records are at least half covers–but when he does pen a piece, it is often musically innovative and challenging, whether harmonically, or with convoluted time, or simply with Sam’s signature rhythmic variations, which are just exciting. And there is such simple, sheer joy in the man’s playing…

That first year at Telluride–the first time I had ever heard anything at all from Sam–he led off his Saturday-night closing set with an absolutely blister-raising performance of “Stingray”. I had just been floored by seeing Bela Fleck and the Flecktones for the first time as well, so I was already staggering a bit, but I was just NOT braced for that.

I suppose it remains my favorite Sam tune. You know, if I had to do something horrible, like pick.  🙂

7/7/7 Day Four: Weird Al Yankovic and They Might Be Giants

(Note:  this post is part of a series.)

Day 4. I’m cheating a bit here in posting a pair; my rationale is that these two things contributed in equal measure to the result/effect that is inspiring their inclusion in the list. The two are:

“Weird Al” Yankovic, “It’s All About The Pentiums”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qpMvS1Q1sos
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%22Weird_Al%22_Yankovic

They Might Be Giants, “Nonagon”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5m8BWk5LoQ
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/They_Might_Be_Giants

I have always–since the very beginning–preferred instrumental music to vocal music, and in general I gravitate toward things that sometimes seem to be the very antithesis of anything remotely popular. That’s not on purpose, but it seems to have been consistent for a long time, and I’ve come to peace with the aggravations.

Thing is, though, I love things that are clever and well-done, even if it’s outside of my usual aesthetic. (Actually, I can appreciate a lot that’s outside of my usual aesthetic, if it’s well-done. Much of my listener’s education has been gaining an appreciation of stuff I don’t identify with, and I’m very grateful to have included that as a deliberate tactic. As with much “breadth of education”, it has a habit of coming back to me at a later time!)

Anyway, I had already been aware of “Weird Al” for some time, and even enjoyed a lot of his references to popular music that I knew, but it was a vague and limited appreciation at best. And at some point I started hearing from a few trusted friends about They Might Be Giants, but for some time never really crossed paths.

In a nutshell, here’s what caused the epiphany: kids.

Sabre was less than six months old when I started the practice of sitting down with the mandolin and simply improvising to her. She very quickly taught me how to hold her as an audience–by ignoring me if I wasn’t doing something interesting. Now this was a big deal at the time; I had been both learning and performing in the context of the Guitar Craft project, so in many respects it wasn’t that I didn’t know how to play–it was simply that I was focused on playing, not performing. I might stumble across an unscripted idea, and start to explore it at a student’s pace–and I’d lose her. My playing quickly changed–and at least for Sabre, became more interesting. That lesson was huge.

Not all that long after, we wanted to acquire some kids’ music that we could tolerate in the car, and we played the TMBG record “Here come the ABCs” on the way to Soldotna one day–giving me a good listen. I was floored: to borrow a phrase, this was not your father’s “kids music”. I found myself interested musically, vocally, and lyrically; and both Sabre and later Dee couldn’t get enough of it. Quickly we came by “Here Come The 123s”, and it was just the same. No beer goggles, either–the more I listened and heard, the more cleverly crafted and impressive it became.

We also played a lot of “Weird Al”‘s “Running With Scissors” record around then, and wholly aside from my newly-listening ears, we noticed that Sabre, who had just started facing forward in the carseat, would have a gigantic open-mouthed grin stuck on her face, and be rocking side to side like no tomorrow. Point taken! And I started paying exquisitely close attention to Al in the same way that I opened up to TMBG.

And so it is that I really awoke to the sort of artist that can combine musicality, vocals, and lyrical playfulness, even parody, at masterful levels, at the same time, across any genre you can imagine. It is still true that most of what both Al and TMBG do is “not my usual aesthetic”, but somehow that doesn’t matter any more–perhaps because the art and the craft are so well-done, that the meld IS the aesthetic, and so I’m in. (I’d have to give an honorable mention to Barenaked Ladies, who often live in the same space, but for me at least TMBG came first.)

So here we have “It’s All About The Pentiums” by Al, and “Nonagon” by TMBG. The sheer density of jokes in Al’s tune is mesmerizing, and it’s always a little easier to appreciate when you happen to get all of them. (I used to play the tune for students in my computer courses, just as a fun extra.) The man is a master at his art. “Nonagon” is a great example of what TMBG did on “ABCs” and “123s”, including a tune that could easily stand on its own outside the “kids music” label. Something to grow with, right? I surely did.  🙂

7/7/7, Day Three: John Hartford, ‘Gum Tree Canoe’.

(Note:  this post is part of a series.)

Day 3. John Hartford, “Gum Tree Canoe”.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOA86MeCrro
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Hartford
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gum_Tree_Canoe

Were it not for the influence of Sam Bush, I might never have discovered John Hartford. The irony, of course, is that according to Sam, without John there would be no “newgrass” music in the first place. (Thoughts like that are just weird to me.) And now I understand much better why it is so difficult to “describe” Hartford to someone who doesn’t already get it. He was the very definition of quirky, and sometimes you need all the context to understand just how powerful his reach is, and has been. In some ways, it’s like trying to explain the depth of Zeppelin beyond the context of “Whole Lotta Love” and “Stairway to Heaven”.

This song ain’t newgrass. “Gum Tree Canoe” is a folk song, done straight up. It’s lovely, especially under Hartford’s voice, and contains perhaps the most romantic metaphor for “partners in life and beyond” that I have heard. (When Cathy and I were planning our wedding, we didn’t really have an “our song” in the way some people do, so we had to go look for something to play for the first dance. In looking, I ran across Hartford’s 1984 recording, and one listen was enough to know I’d found exactly what I needed. Oh yeah!

7/7/7 Day Two: Michael Hedges, ‘Aerial Boundaries’.

(Note:  this post is part of a series.)

Day 2. I am posting seven personally meaningful songs over seven days*. I can’t quite bring myself to “challenge” someone else to do the same over each of those seven days, so it won’t be a true “7/7/7” for any purists out there, but I may well tag someone here and there, and if anyone wants to pick up that torch and run with it, I will follow with interest. (I admit, I do love mental exercises.)

Day 2: Michael Hedges, “Aerial Boundaries”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4P9mmZyGb4s
http://craftygrass.blogspot.com/2010/12/things-that-change-your-life-8.html

Chase the Blogspot link above for a fuller story, but suffice it to say that self-described “violent acoustic” artist Michael Hedges is ultimately responsible for my interest in fingerstyle playing in general, and in a great many out-of-the-box musical ideas in particular. Unlike Coltrane, I did get to see Hedges before he was taken from us, and I can still recall the experience in vivid mental color.

His influence, along with a very few others like Preston Reed and Phil Keaggy, has spawned an entire genre of its own–and one that is notably brimming with creative ideas.

I became a player, not just a listener, within the context of Guitar Craft (which will make an appearance within the next few days), but when I listen to myself now, it is impossible not to hear the influence of both Hedges and the musical universe he helped inspire.

7/7/7 Day One: John Coltrane, “OM”.

(Note:  this post is part of a series.)

Day 1.  At Christopher Smith‘s request, I’ll post seven personally meaningful songs over seven days. I can’t quite bring myself to “challenge” someone else to do the same over each of those seven days, so it won’t be a true “7/7/7” for any purists out there, but I may well tag someone here and there, and if anyone wants to pick up that torch and run with it, I will follow with interest. (I admit, I do love mental exercises.)

First up is “OM” by John Coltrane.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2HZQ70hpbU
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Om_(John_Coltrane_album)

For me at least, it’s not so much that this piece is a good choice for such a list–it’s that such a list simply could not be called valid without it. This one “bent my ears” in a way that simply defies description.

Cool story about it, actually. While at Stanford in 1989, a buddy of mine took it upon himself to assist me with expanding my musical education, and at one point (after some success at this) he came to me and handed me a disc. As I closed my hand to accept it, he paused (only somewhat theatrically) and said, “Here’s the deal. I want you to take this home, get all the way into your best listening phones, and really listen to the whole thing. You are going to hate it. In spite of that, you will then put it away for one year, and then listen to it again. When you do, you will still dislike it intensely, but you will realize you need to hear it again. That will continue for a while, and whether or not you ever ‘like’ it, you will soon realize that you no longer hear things–anything–the same, afterward.”

Ol’ Brent was both smart and perceptive, and basically it came to pass exactly like that. There is so much in “OM” that is grating, atonal, seemingly aimless, [insert criticism of free jazz here], etc…and yet there is something *alive* in all that mess, that is a perfect yang to the yin. (Of course the standard joke goes something like “well, sure…LSD”, which almost certainly was present in some measure, but there’s something there beyond that, too.) That something doesn’t give itself up easily, but then it doesn’t let go, either.

Today, I would say that I don’t particularly “like” the record, but remain convinced that I needed it, and continue to need it. It changed me. From “OM”, I then discovered the rest of Coltrane, and became a pretty respectable fanatic. Musically I consider his pinnacle to be the “classic quartet” period, roughly from the 1961 Village Vanguard recordings with Eric Dolphy, right up to the latter part of 1965, when “Ascension” and “OM” were recorded, signaling Trane’s harder turn into free jazz. As per my customary quirk, it is precisely those in-between influences (e.g., between Miles and classic quartet in 1961, and between classic quartet and free jazz in 1965) that speak the most to me. “OM” was part of that, even at the edge.

Crazy that this will be my only Coltrane in the list. Or that this will be the only appearance for drummer Elvin Jones, whose incredible power and presence are much better heard on other records. (I hold strongly that such exercises as this are inherently cruel–how on earth can one choose, among art?)

Nonetheless, I started here, and thus it gets the nod.

Tales from the TwitFace: the ‘7/7/7’ exercise.

This is an organizer post for a series that originally happened on Facebook.

I’m not much on the “repost, share and tag” thing in social media, but (somewhat ironically) I do love the sort of mental exercise that follows here, and I do love learning things about friends via their own journey through the same exercise.  So when someone I respect and admire, like Crowboy‘s Chris Smith, poses the challenge to post seven personally meaningful songs over seven days…well, sometimes, I actually bite:

At Christopher Smith‘s request, I’ll post seven personally meaningful songs over seven days*. I can’t quite bring myself to “challenge” someone else to do the same over each of those seven days, so it won’t be a true “7/7/7” for any purists out there, but I may well tag someone here and there, and if anyone wants to pick up that torch and run with it, I will follow with interest. (I admit, I do love mental exercises.)

So, here is what followed, documented here as separate posts.