||[Jun. 29th, 2004|12:18 pm]
Free French got
together for the first time since our gig six weeks ago in order to
rehearse and learn a few new tunes. I was expecting there would be some
sloppiness and forgotten parts, etc. To my surprise and delight we were
very tight on the previously prepared tunes and I rather enjoyed
playing them after the long absence. rhodri
never writes much after rehearsals or gigs which suggests that he
thinks we're all sh1t, but in reality I think he just doesn't want to
bore his readers with shameless band plugging, with a few notable
exceptions. Since I have fewer friends than fingers on one hand I need
not be so socially responsible.I've found it hard to sit down and write in my journal lately. It's not
that I'm particularly busy, it's just that I'm pretty much a slacker
all around. I put things off and journal writing is not a big priority
anyway. But I felt I should write a bit today because of recent events.
Two nights ago the |
The other big event that happened was the TOTO show last night at the Albert Hall. Evidently I was joined by sexyworld,
although we would not have known this never having met. I am not a big
TOTO fan, nor I gather is sexyworld. I went to the show because my old
friend Steve is a member of the crew on this tour and he provided me
with guest tickets complete with aftershow privileges. Steven Lu, who
landed the gig as keyboard tech, is perhaps the most talented musician
I have ever played with. For the last seven or eight years since we
finished at Berklee he has been living and working in LA as a producer,
composer, arranger, keyboard player, music director, and tour
technician for a variety of big name artists. He has been making
contacts and climbing the social and professional ladder of the LA
music scene. I on the other hand have been building web sites (!).
Unlike Steve, I had suffered a severe burnout following the Berklee
education which caused me to abandon all musical pursuits for a good
five years or more. This saw me shifting careers to IT and multimedia
production, a career which began in New York's "Silicon Alley" and
carried on to present day London after marriage brought me to this
country as a permanent resident. About two years ago I felt the music
ban beginning to lift and I've finally done something about it.
Anyway, there I was (or there we were - beeblog
as well) at the TOTO show, which was alright, and the aftershow party,
which for me was a disappointment. The last time I saw Steve Lu was
when he played piano at our wedding over five years ago. Once Steve was
finally free to come and hang out with us we only had about fifteen
minutes before we had to leave in order to relieve my mother-in-law who
was babysitting. We maybe could have stayed a bit later but there was a
real risk the baby would wake up and be inconsolable at or around
midnight. We have had a string of such behaviour. So fifteen minutes to
go and Steve starts introducing us to members of the band. First he
grabs Steve Lukather, lead guitar/vocals. I will refer to them as Luke
and Lu in order to avoid confusion. The meeting went something like
Lu: Steve (who had probably just been in the middle of talking to someone famous), this is my friend Matt and his wife Beccy.
Luke: Oh yeah? Hi. (somewhat taken aback)
Lu: Matt and I did Berklee together.
Luke: (a bit softened) Holy Sh1t! Yeah.
Lu: Matt is an amazing guitar player. He's after your job, man. You'd better watch out!
Luke: (laughing) You can have it!
Me: (embarrassed) It's not true, none of it, none of it.
Lu: Don't worry Matt, I'll poison him tonight. You'll be a shoe in!
Me: What are you talking about?!
Luke: (laughing still) Hey man, I've got kids!
Ugh! After that I shook bass player Mike Porcaro's hand and didn't have
a whole lot to say so that was the end of it. I was glad to have seen
Brian May at the aftershow and at one point he came over and stood next
to me while he was on the phone, but I would not impose myself on a
celebrity even if I thought they might like it. It's just not my style.
Before we left my friend disappeared because he had to find his tour
manager for some reason. We had to leave without saying goodbye. The
whole aftershow experience was coloured by my feeling that I had a
curfew and that kind of put a damper on the experience. Pity.