I have a love hate thing with being in a band.
I thought I had a great prerequisite in forming my last cover band.
Me and my bassist agreed that we would only be 100% in choosing band mates and songs.................meaning that we would have to agree totally with every decision.
So, my first experience with this guy is auditioning a drummer.
Mark (the drummer) was really good when we auditioned him.
Craig (the bassist) tells Mark he's in if he wants.
I'm thinking this is NOT the thought process of 100% agreement.
The first sign of "what did we agree to" is happening.
Mark , the drummer, is in and the bassist and I never discussed it.
Now Mark is 21.
He's a young college student and a good drummer.
I'm 64 and Craig is 50 something.
Well, we're a now a trio.
Time to get a lead singer.
Craig knows this HS music director that's supposedly a great singer.
I have no idea how great she is.
Next thing I know, Emma is in the band on the basis of the first audition.
Again, Craig does his executive decision and doesn't discuss anything with me.
We do sound good but it's getting to be shaky ground.
Mark has an uncle, Pat (rhythm guitarist and lead singer) that may be available.
When I met Pat I loved him.
Pat is a little older than me but he's my choice.
No discussion again.
Pat is in...........I'm seeing that Pat is not a fan of Craig........in fact, I have to discuss their relationship with Pat.......Pat does not like Craig at all.
Here's where the fun starts.
We need a PA.
My wife, like me, doesn't want to deal with band finances and she and I go out and buy the PA.
We do a trial gig at a hall that we pay for and invite our friends and family.
We pay the hall insurance and supply the food.
Before all this happens, I find out that Craig lends a critical pieceof the PA to Emma for some side project.
We're at the hall and we can't set up the PA...................Emma is late and she has the missing piece.
She finally arrives.
She looks great and doesn't see any problem.
Craig is barking at me.
My wife notices this and lets me know.
Pat is pissed and I'm trying to hold things together.
I'm really uncomfortable.
We do the trial gig with a few fubars but nothing major.
I'm told that Emma needs work and Pat is a great entertainer.
OK, I can't speak to Emma.................she doesn't want to hear it.
The soap opera is on hold.
Fast forward to a band rehearsal, we're doing a Doobie Brothers song..............Craig doesn't play a bass line in the song beginning.
Pat asks Craig about it and Craig (the bassist) tells us belligerently that he's NOT going to play it.
I thought Pat was going to kill Craig.
There's silence.
Craig stops, packs up his bass and leaves.
I'm thinking that this is bad and I try to speak to Craig and he just runs out.
Christ, here we have "Peyton Place".
Craig leaves in a huff and I'm trying to make nice with the band.
Pat is boiling, Mark is concerned and Emma could care less.
Me, I see a real problem.
We all leave and Emma is more concerned about her date.
I telephone Craig and he doesn't answer.................I leave a voice mail.
A few days pass and Craig finally calls me.
Craig asks me if I want to run the ship.............me...........what do you mean?
Craig wants me to manage the band.
I explode........."how can I manage a band that doesn't get along?"
I call Craig a diva and I don't want to deal with the antics of a diva lead singer.
Craig hangs up and contacts the other members and tellls them he'll be in the band if I'm out.
Pat and Mark don't want this and want me in the fold.
Emma sides with Craig wanting me out and there's a split.
I'm done.
I'm out and Pat wants me to do a recording with him.
This never happens.
I'm done with this circus.
Now, I'm a "hired gun" again.
I thought I had a great prerequisite in forming my last cover band.
Me and my bassist agreed that we would only be 100% in choosing band mates and songs.................meaning that we would have to agree totally with every decision.
So, my first experience with this guy is auditioning a drummer.
Mark (the drummer) was really good when we auditioned him.
Craig (the bassist) tells Mark he's in if he wants.
I'm thinking this is NOT the thought process of 100% agreement.
The first sign of "what did we agree to" is happening.
Mark , the drummer, is in and the bassist and I never discussed it.
Now Mark is 21.
He's a young college student and a good drummer.
I'm 64 and Craig is 50 something.
Well, we're a now a trio.
Time to get a lead singer.
Craig knows this HS music director that's supposedly a great singer.
I have no idea how great she is.
Next thing I know, Emma is in the band on the basis of the first audition.
Again, Craig does his executive decision and doesn't discuss anything with me.
We do sound good but it's getting to be shaky ground.
Mark has an uncle, Pat (rhythm guitarist and lead singer) that may be available.
When I met Pat I loved him.
Pat is a little older than me but he's my choice.
No discussion again.
Pat is in...........I'm seeing that Pat is not a fan of Craig........in fact, I have to discuss their relationship with Pat.......Pat does not like Craig at all.
Here's where the fun starts.
We need a PA.
My wife, like me, doesn't want to deal with band finances and she and I go out and buy the PA.
We do a trial gig at a hall that we pay for and invite our friends and family.
We pay the hall insurance and supply the food.
Before all this happens, I find out that Craig lends a critical pieceof the PA to Emma for some side project.
We're at the hall and we can't set up the PA...................Emma is late and she has the missing piece.
She finally arrives.
She looks great and doesn't see any problem.
Craig is barking at me.
My wife notices this and lets me know.
Pat is pissed and I'm trying to hold things together.
I'm really uncomfortable.
We do the trial gig with a few fubars but nothing major.
I'm told that Emma needs work and Pat is a great entertainer.
OK, I can't speak to Emma.................she doesn't want to hear it.
The soap opera is on hold.
Fast forward to a band rehearsal, we're doing a Doobie Brothers song..............Craig doesn't play a bass line in the song beginning.
Pat asks Craig about it and Craig (the bassist) tells us belligerently that he's NOT going to play it.
I thought Pat was going to kill Craig.
There's silence.
Craig stops, packs up his bass and leaves.
I'm thinking that this is bad and I try to speak to Craig and he just runs out.
Christ, here we have "Peyton Place".
Craig leaves in a huff and I'm trying to make nice with the band.
Pat is boiling, Mark is concerned and Emma could care less.
Me, I see a real problem.
We all leave and Emma is more concerned about her date.
I telephone Craig and he doesn't answer.................I leave a voice mail.
A few days pass and Craig finally calls me.
Craig asks me if I want to run the ship.............me...........what do you mean?
Craig wants me to manage the band.
I explode........."how can I manage a band that doesn't get along?"
I call Craig a diva and I don't want to deal with the antics of a diva lead singer.
Craig hangs up and contacts the other members and tellls them he'll be in the band if I'm out.
Pat and Mark don't want this and want me in the fold.
Emma sides with Craig wanting me out and there's a split.
I'm done.
I'm out and Pat wants me to do a recording with him.
This never happens.
I'm done with this circus.
Now, I'm a "hired gun" again.