Posted by keithosaunders on August 17, 2015
Saturday was a hellacious day for me but ultimately a good one. I taught three lessons and played three gigs. I was moving from 10AM until I finally got home from my last gig shortly after 2:00 AM.
The final gig was at a Haight bar called Club Deluxe. I was playing with a great band consisting of Patrick Wolfe and Mike Olmos on tenor sax & trumpet, Eric Markowitz on bass, and Hamir Atwal on the drums. This meant we were hitting hard. Even though my body was tired from working/teaching all day there was no letting up. You have to have respect for the music and when you’re working with great musicians your pride won’t allow you to be buried. In short, there’s no phoning it in in jazz! (no crying either)
During the last final set, Jeff Burr, who is a great guitar player, sat in. During the trumpet solo I decided to lay out and just listen for a few choruses. Burr was there so there was still a chordal instrument while I wasn’t playing. I sat there and allowed this torrent of sound to wash over me. I wanted to experience the music from a different perspective. The bass player was to my immediate left, the trumpet right in front of me and the guitar player to my right. It was like being in a musical washing machine. I guess that’s why gentlemen prefer washing machines!
This is a perspective that the audience doesn’t get to experience — being right in the center of the music. Sure in a club the band is directly in front or to the side of the audience, but it isn’t all around them.
That was my Saturday night.