Dating a musician
Dating a musician
Beware: He is prone to depression; it’s when he writes “his best stuff.” And making all that racket at the back, on the riser, is the grinning drummer, , descended more recently than the rest of us from apes. Yet he’s always there when you need him, steadily, deftly weaving the band’s rhythm and melody into an impenetrable humming-thumping-humming-thumping musical fabric that—scientifically speaking—you just want to wrap yourself up in. (This commentary is about men because that’s how I roll, but Kim Gordon, Sheryl Crow, Aimee Mann, Suzi Quatro, Kim Deal, Meshell Ndegeocello: respect.) Here’s why the bass player is the best rocker to pluck your strings: • What’s sexier than a man who doesn’t need to be the center of attention — who’s content to sit back and hold a thing together from the bottom up? loonpt (anonymous profile)November 19, 2014 at a.m. Loon, I sympathize with you, but take solace young man, there was a song written about you, long, long ago, and here it is. And how many people out there can play the bassline to "Good Morning Starshine"? Draxor, as for "having no frets", if you can play the bass without frets, you are the s--t, so let those pervs rock 'n' roll. Starshine is letting them know that it's all good. Disclaimer: I am a bass player and completely biased on this topic. ) \m/ you're all wet, dolphin: it's horndogs, at least we said that in the 1880s. However this is so poorly written I had to make an account just to make a comment about it.
And that something is this: “Yes, please.” • Bass players are classy. Expand your timeline and instruments, Starshine - do you have ANY idea what sax or French horn or harmonica musicians can do with their lips and tongues? Starshine may be battling a weigh problem, and rumor has is that clausen is bedridden at over 500 pounds. The night is bitterly cold, and on the way to the gig it starts to sleet and snow.
Think Mc Cartney and Sting—not Flea, who’s a drummer in bass players’ clothing (which apparently is a tube sock). About a mile from the hall the bus slides off an embankment and gets stuck in the snow.
The very fact that you don’t know who played bass for most of the great American bands is testament to the bass player’s humility. The members discuss what to do, and they realize that if they walk, they can still make their starting time. There's normally now the singers and guitarists who 'do a bit of synth' ...
And if modesty doesn’t sound sexy, then wake up just once next to a lead singer — go on, I dare you — and see how quickly “unassuming” becomes music to your ears. So, dressed only in their tuxes and patent leather shoes, they begin slogging through the freezing wind and slush, instruments in hand. and they wonder why most bands can't go on stage without a backing track. Nope, never get any attention until in more intimate surroundings with a piano.
Recorded live at Noise Pop’s Culture Club, Mary Polizzotti revisits the music that brings her back to the story of her first love.
For her, the emotions of that time are inextricably linked to the familiarity of a tune, be it Miles Davis, John Coltrane, or even Dave Matthews, that moved her during her summer of love.
About the Author: Mary Polizzotti is the director of Digital Media at 7×7.com, a San Francisco-based fashion and culture publication.
Song she’s listened to more than any other song: “Take On Me,” by a-ha.
If there were a Pocket Field Guide to Dating Musicians, it would read like this: This species can best be viewed in its natural habitat, under the colored lights of nightclub stages — and in the drier months, anywhere there’s free beer. Take solace, Bass Players, someone appreciates us ! To Indy readers Starshine represents the ideal of the prototypical Santa Barbara housewife.
At the front stands the lead singer, scientific name , a close relative of the peacock. The one standing in the shadows with the quiet intensity and the booming, low-slung bass? You interviewed me once after the Santa Barbara Concerts in the Park ! It bothers people to think of her having a plan B and a bass player.
Don’t look him directly in the eye; he views this as a mating call and will rip his ironic T-shirt right off and begin caressing the mike suggestively if he thinks you’re the slightest bit interested. That, my boyfriend-shopping adventurers, is the extraordinary . Just because you signed a contract at the courthouse doesn't quench the fire within.
, recognized in the wild by his rock-and-roll power stance, practiced indifference, and telltale markings: pants several sizes too small and bits of twine, locks of hair, and other strands of refuse wound round his wrist as boho jewelry. His coat is less showy than the others’, so he often goes unnoticed. And if you’re looking for a band member who can make your soul wail a power ballad, there’s no better choice than a bass player. Trust me pecanpie, I'm doing my share of "derping" on this blog. Women should have plan B's and bass players in their lives. You tell it Starshine, women deserve some satisfaction. One of the best parts of rocking and rolling is the groupies.