Open Mic #2 and why it counted: Was in Seattle last weekend visiting family and friends and was determined to play somewhere so that I could say I did an open Mic in Seattle. There wasn’t one scheduled but…there was the Red Onion. A favorite hangout in my old neighborhood of Madison Park and a must for every visit to stop by there and say hey. Cliffy has been the bartender there since god was a baby and besides making a mean pizza (with fresh basil), he has extraordinarily eclectic taste in music. As it turns out, he also plays guitar and writes music~ We got to talking about it while Saysh and I scarfed down our pizza. There was a group playing pool in the back and a couple sitting by the fire up front so I bided my time until the pool sharks headed out and asked him if he’d listen then asked Saysh if this would count and she agreed. So, I ran around the corner like a jet and grabbed my guitar out of the trunk and raced back terrified that more customers would come in. A guy from a neighboring restaurant was taking a smoke break outside and his face lit up as he asked if I was going to play to which I said “Yes…but, I’m pretty crap at it…just beginning…you might want to hold off on this one” and I slipped back into the R.O.
I started off with “Plus One” to which I got a mild response (no one seems to like this song as much as I do, hrmmmm) then I played “This one” to which Cliff’s foot tapped its way through the whole thing and Saysha laughed a little inside. Then Cliff said he played too but that his songs are far sadder. I handed him Seagull and he played but didn’t sing. We were both curious. Then Saysh suggested I play one of my regular (sad) songs. A kind of dueling banjos moment I thought. I wanted to play “anyway” or “Breathe again” but, for some reason “Piece of Cake” was the song that wanted to be played so there it was. He liked that one better and then put some music back on the iPod and told me the singer he selected reminded him of me (Lykke Li) only her music is more “Eclectic” a wider mix of styles and sounds. I took offense for like half a second and then thought “there’s a reason I wanted him to hear my music…I knew he was tough on music and wasn’t going to like just anything” so, I listened…and I got what he was saying. I have that in me, just not the means to play it. That’s my frustration. If I keep playing and practicing maybe 4 or 5 years from now I’ll be able to play music the way I hear it in my head but, I want to do the CD this year. Something tells me 4 or 5 years from now I’ll be on to something else or will be able to play it but won’t be able to sing it. Some weird catch 22. Could be B.S. but, I’m not willing to take that risk, would you??
So, I left there feeling proud of myself for taking the hit, for playing right through the couple in the corner who spoke louder as I played and knowing that I was just given an important music lesson and to take heed. So, now what do I do with it? Find a guitarist. Find two that I can play with on a regular basis. The guyz you’ve heard of in my stories are great, awesome but, they’ve got their own lives and their own dreams and don’t have the time to devote to mine. Fair. But, I’ll bet there’s someone out there in San Diego that is the right fit so I’m on a mission this week to find them and get started on the next phase~
The rest of the trip? Well, got some quality time in with my Pop and though the joint effort to compose the acapella song I’d written didn’t quite go as I’d imagined it in my floppsy bunny mind it still was really cool.
I left the score with him to finish once he accepts that I won’t be changing my mind anytime soon. Stubborn? Yes. With reason? Yes. It went something like this…he calls me upstairs to go over what he’d written so far and he pointed out slowly and clearly how each measure has x amount of beats and that all except the measures toward the end had that. He went on to say its was ok…that it took Beethoven over 1,000 tries before he got one paticular score just right. I laughed and said “poor Beethoven cuz it only took me 2”. We went back and forth on the are you sures and “because, that’s really how it’s done” “yeah, but that’s how I hear it in my head and I hear it loud and clear” which ended with “ah, then you are Mozart”. I think he thinks I’m daft for writing it this way but, as much as we are alike…I’ve never been one to file down the corners so they’re all even and polished. I like warble and eclectic. He likes balance and order. It’ll be interesting to hear your thoughts on the song and if you can see where in the song we had our artistic differences…
Ohhhhh However…did get the before and after pic of Eddy and I at the piano with Pop and I was right…we baaarely fit all 3 on that bench~
Next step…planning Open Mic #3 🙂