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The Music business as we know it has gone.....Of course I understand that in
many major metropolitan areas there are still uses and work for professional
musicians. Most larger cities still have the local symphonies and
pop orchestras, Opera orchestras, Broadway type pit bands, territory
bands, Latin bands, encompassing the many exciting beats, montunas,
and dances of the Caribbean and South America, recording house bands, club
date bands, ethnic bands(Klesmer;polka;etc.),jazz bands of every size and
style, strolling string players, acoustic guitar and accordian players and,
of course, your homeless sax player. Show bands, Garage bands,
doo-wop groups, classic rock bands, metal bands, cover bands, Heavy metal
bands, alternative rock bands. Southern Rock and Country music bands, funk
bands(of course, here I have to mention that I think that Earth, Wind and
Fire is the best amalgam of all the above), one-man-bands, single
players(hotel lobby baby grand players both men and women), rehearsal piano
players, blues players of every color and blues singers of every gender,
classical music soloists and singers.....wait a minute....I'm tired of
categorizing musical organizations. If I forgot your category, I'm
sorry....There are very good bands and musicians in every city.
There are also very bad bands and players in every city. I had to get
that out of the way so I can get to the main part of my rant. Usually, every generation hates or ignores the music/culture of the previous generation. Of course, when I grew up, going out usually meant going to see a band, musician or singer perform at a nightclub while eating, drinking and smoking. To me, listening to Cannonball Adderley or Sal Nestico cook on the saxaphone was almost sexual....to stand in front of the ballroom stage and be overwhemed by the Stan Kenton Orchestra or Count Basie was a life-changing experience. In all fairness, when I heard Earth, Wind and Fire perform live it was the same. Wearing out the Benny Goodman Live at Carnigie Hall record made me want to play the clarinet. Listening to Oscar Peterson, Chick Correa and Paul Smith made me want to play the piano. Then I heard TeTe Montelieu, the great Spanish Oscar Peterson and I wanted to not play the piano. Of course, we could ride this line of prose out to the infinite, but you know what I mean. There has to be some ego in playing an instrument professionally, as there are others as good, or equally creative, even much better than you and there's got to be some ego involved in playing the same instrument as, say, Eddie Daniels or Oscar Peterson, out in public. (More later)-You wouldn't believe what happened to me between the last sentence I wrote on the 23rd of October, 2005 and now(23rd of December, 2005)- |
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