Saturday, October 4, 2014

I have been a musician (of sorts) for about as long as I can remember.  It began as purely as it can: my friend, Greg, and I spent a lot of time trying to make each other laugh.  He had some old tape recorders which his dad had let us play with, and we started trying to make comedic bits on the tape recorder.  I very clearly remember a time that we alternated lines with a popular song of the day, and we were (or at least I was) kind of shocked at how well our lines fit back within the structure of the song, timewise.  Then, we wrote our first song; (to the tune of Disco Duck) it was a send-up of the various calls that we came home for dinner to.  Back in those days, us kids spent a lot of time outside, without adult supervision.  I don't know when we switched from comedy to music, if memory serves, we were being musically comedic; once the tape recorder was part of the deal, sound was going to be the focus.  Greg and I weren't the same age: I was a year older, and as I had skipped a grade, I was two years ahead of him in school.  Well, Greg got lots of input from Chip Puscar, who has become quite famous for his role in the tv show Nashville.  Chip was wicked funny, and had a bit more of the "Ham" in him, as I did.  So our ideas would germinate separately; Greg with Chip, and me with my friends at Bishop Ireton, particularly Dave McDermott.
Somehow, we got our hands on an old 4 string guitar, which only had two strings on it.  It wasn't a ukulele; this was some kind of parlor guitar, and Greg figured out how to get the two strings in some sort of way that they worked together, more or less.  But things really took off when we somehow got the idea to put the microphone of one of the tape recorders inside the body of the guitar.  We just put it in through the soundhole.  It made this crazy, overdriven sound, and frankly, I will put it up against any "real" amp today.  Similarly, we found that bopping on an electric space heater had a really cool snare sound.  I've always been a snare sound fiend; I LOVE a groovin' backbeat.   A strong backbeat, with any kind of groove, and you are halfway to any kind of song you want. Particularly if the drummer, and the snare, can swing.  And then, it was only a short step to multi-tracking.  We did it the simplest way you could imagine: we recorded the first track, and then with it playing, we played along, either backing vocals or a second guitar, maybe a solo.  The world was our oyster...

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