Friday, May 02, 2003
we had the national day of prayer rally yesterday. Nearly got rained out... it was an interesting experience to say the least. Let's just say I've never riffed so long in the key of C#.
At the risk of sounding racist... Justin and I came to a conclusion last night.
So, the gospel church that was participating invited us to play with them, and Justin and I went up there. We go over to the keyboard player and ask him "What key are you playing in?" He scratches his head for a little while and says... "C#, i think." He was, of course, right. So we're jamming on C# (for what seemed like an eternity). After we were all done, Justin and I were "reflecting" on our gospel experience. And the weirdest thing happened. We started picking apart the chord changes... We looked at each other for a second, and said... "Stop. We're overanalyzing it."
So the conclusion: As Asians, we found the need to know what the chord progression was. The keyboard player, the drummer, and the vocalists from the gospel church had NO NEED for that kind of information. It comes naturally for us (as asian worship musicians) to analyze the chord progression of any particular song we play. Even when we're freestyle "jamming", there's still a lot of structure to it.
DISCLAIMER: This is not a sweeping generalization. I'm sorry if there are asians out there with lots of soul. I just don't know you. And I don't claim to know much about the gospel style of worship. I'm just speaking from what I experienced last night.
At any rate, the keyboard player came up to me afterwards and got my phone #. He said, "well, if i ever need a bass player, i know where to get one." And i started thinking to myself: There have been many occassions where I play with another group, and they, in my opinion, mistakenly see me as a REALLY GOOD bass player. If this keeps up, i'm gonna have to get good sooner or later. Argh.
So anyway. here's some pictures:
The awesome packing job of all the gear:
Our power source:
While Ben, Nate and Justin tune and warm up:
Brandon's on the cell.
Pics of the set:
This is when I knew that we were gonna be able to play again:
Pauline's "model pic" of ben:
That is all. happy friday.
Thursday, May 01, 2003
Lou Seal, probably one of the most obscene seals i've ever seen.
Note the pelvic thrusting action.
Omi gets a picture with Lou's whiskers in her eye...
Chicken dance elmo. Thought it looked funny in the bag.
Tuesday, April 29, 2003
I saw an open door and I looked inside it
But I'd no idea
What you were hiding
So now I'm holding the bag
And it's heavy
And the conversation stopped
So much for friendly
And if I told you I was not very good
At making small talk when I should
But you have one advantage over me
At times like this I'm lost at sea
Why can't I see it for what it really is
And know it like I know my name
And if it's all the same I don't like this game
So let's pack it up
And call it even
Well I'm not the type to speak
Just to hear my voice
And I'm sure you'd hear me out
If you had the choice
But your words keep coming out
And I wonder if I'd have to shout
The message i was sending
And if I told you I was dying of thirst
And the sky was falling just to make it worse
Would you just smile and continue on
As if your mouth had a race to run
Well I'm glad we had this talk
I feel better
And if I've something else to say
I'll write a letter
And if I told you you were not very good
At hearing others when you really should
Would you just smile and push me away
You can't be bothered there's still words to say
Monday, April 28, 2003
Yay! 200 hits! Wahoo!
nothing terribly profound that i want to write about today,
"It didn't take..." - Albert Yu