DFW Drums Blog

Mike's blog of things relating to Dallas/ Ft. Worth's Live Music Community and especially Drums!

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Miracle powers being exhibited right here in Flower Mound, TX.

I wasn't aware. I had no idea. There are powers of miracle...need I say, Biblical proportions occurring right here in our own town.
People, at least I think they're people, are demonstrating this incredible power or intuition. They're able to tell how a drummer plays simply by the response to an ad on Craigslist.

I know. It's crazy and quite unbelievable but I'll try to explain.

I answered a recent ad for a drummer in a variety/dance cover band...well here's the ad:

"we are looking for a drummer for our variety band. we play dance tunes 70s/80s/90s and some top 40. flower mound area. part time. if you would like to audition please respond."

I suppose their powers don't apply to punctuation, but I digress.

So I responded about an audition and an anonymous response came back: "we’re looking someone (sic) that plays a little funkier."

WOW! It's a good thing I don't play funky enough. I could never play with people who possessed the power to know what or how I can play based simply on a response to an ad. I mean.. how would you even address someone like that? Do they emit a light that can't be seen with the naked eye? Are there others like them that have similar super powers. Are they part of some super power alliance? Do they have super friends? Can they reason and deduce from great distances or are their powers limited to just the metroplex?

It's a good thing I don't play funky enough. I just don't think I could ever live up to THEIR standards of funkiness.

Child, please.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Why buy anywhere else??

I went into a well know music store last week. It's one that you would recognize but shall remain nameless in this blog. So, I went into this music stores whose initials are GC to purchase some low end drum bags for a Yamaha kit I bought used a few months ago. The bags were $100 and after I did my research (I realize that I did that backwards) I found out, I got a pretty good deal.

On the other hand, I also purchased a new head for my main snare drum. It's been showing some age and I thought, 'well, since I'm here.'
That, as it turns out was not a good deal.

This store, like many others will price match anyone else, but you gotta do your homework first and go in an informed shopper. Even though you know you're gonna have to haggle to get the best deal.

I've done business (a lot of business) with this chain and they have a record of all my purchases. Sometimes I feel I do pretty good in there and other times not. I guess what aggravates me the most is when I find a better price on this particular chains own web site. Why not just sell it for the same price in the store as you do on your site and make everyone happy?
Well, I'm not stupid. I know the answer is brick and mortars have much more overhead, offer immediate access to the merchandise, employs people to answer questions, offers demos...yada,yada,yada.

The only real reason to shop a brick and mortar is if you really, really need immediate access to the merchandise. The employees, by and large, are not helpful. Well-meaning perhaps, but not helpful. The demos are a joke and I
really hate going in to shop.

Most of my purchases have been made on-line, where I'm more apt to bargain hunt. I generally find much lower prices, even with shipping costs included and I don't have to deal with the inevitable scorn from salespeople who know they're probably not going to get my business.

My last major purchase was a cymbal that I purchased on-line from a local retailer who had just come through bankruptcy. A little bit of a risky move, but American Express takes a lot of the risk out of any on-line purchase anyway. As a point of reference, the cymbal is a top of the line Paiste Signature ride cymbal and it retails for over $700. After weeks of searching E-bay and then retailers trying to find a reasonable deal, the best I could come up with was a price of just under $500 plus shipping.
On a whim, I checked with the local retailer just out of bankruptcy and for some unknown reason, they sell the cymbal for $366. It's not in stock, but they can order it, have it dropped shipped to the store and I can pick it up there, no shipping costs. A no brainer. The only downside, I gotta pay tax, but still......

No moral to this story. I could tell you about several purchases made through E-bay or at an on-line retailer that have been a much more pleasant and cost savings experience than walking in that local chain.

A lot of people predict the chain won't survive. Folks tell me all the time of unpleasant experiences at the GC. I bought my DW kit there only after the store manager followed me into the parking lot, stood inside my car door and relented to a ridiculous price so I would take the kit home then and there. I don't think that exists anymore. I used to ask for a manager so they cut make me a "deal I couldn't refuse", but they don't do that anymore either.

So, I'll plan ahead, stay well stocked on sticks and heads, keep researching the best price, make sure I'm getting a good deal on musical equipment and watch for the "going out of business" signs that will probably adorn that chain store someday soon.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

No one to blame but me...

It's a typical Saturday and I'm just knocking around the house nothing on the agenda, except for some pre-season football on TV (yawn). Then the phone rings. Unfamiliar number. I answer. The voice on the other end asks if I would be interested in coming over for a jam. I think, but not too seriously. "I'm not saying no, but I would like to know more about what you're doing".
He tells me there is an e-kit set up for me, that this is a regular bunch of guys, pretty close to where I am, gonna jam to some tunes from Woodstock seeing this is the 40th anniversary. I ask him to send me a list of tunes and he does, only a fraction of which I have heard before.
I write him back and say I'd like to jam, (since I'm not real interested in Seattle at San Diego) but I just don't know the songs. "That's OK", he says, "we don't either and will just kinda plug away."
That might be cool. It is close, there's a kit there already. Sounds like a bunch of guys that just wanna have some fun. It might be cool.
I get there and everything is cool. Nice people, nice house, the kit is very small... a TD-6. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to monitor and how to edit in the TD-6. I only bring a throne and some sticks and I don't even set up the throne, choosing to use the one on the kit.
The first thing they want to do is something by "The Band"...not a big fan. I didn't follow them at all. But it is straight down the middle and I'm just tapping out a rhythm. No one seems to mind. I wonder if they hear me at all. the song finishes and no one says anything about anything, so I presume they're happy with just about anything I do. This will be good, since they continue to play song after song after song that I've never heard before in my life.
I continue along with this progression and after about an hour, I'm starting to work on my escape plan. It turns out no plan is needed.
Someone is singing a "hippie" song from Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young" or some such and replaces a line near the end by singing "..and Obama is all to blame".
That's it for me. I threw my sticks in the bag, got up, said a few good-byes and made for the door like a thief in the night.
Where does one go to enjoy themselves without someone ramming politics down my throat?

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A dime a dozen

Come one come all. It seems that you can't swing a dead armadillo without hitting a drummer looking for a band around here anymore.
Can't help but wonder where they all came from. I know a few have moved into town recently. Maybe some others are just getting started, but for as long as I can remember, folks have been bemoaning the lack of drummers in the DFW area. People post some of the weirdest ads looking...well, actually begging for a drummer. "Please come play our crap! We're not going to gig and we're going to treat you worse than you can imagine, but we need a drummer to lay down some licks on our three chord masterpieces."
Uh-oh. Started down a bunny trail again.
This is the first time I can remember that there has been more ads for drummers looking than virtually anyone else....even bassists. And everyone plays bass!
The short shot of this is this: The auditions have slowed to a trickle and everywhere I seem to go, I'm either the first, second or third drummer of the night.
I think I really hate auditioning.

Thursday, August 06, 2009

Age dispute...

There's a pretty interesting "thread" on the Dallas Craigslist website in the musicians forum about age. A lot of people weighing in on the subject of a musicians age and the discrimination that takes place when people advertise for players. Some want players older than a certain age....some want players younger than a certain age.

I think it's pretty funny actually. I mean if you're taking music THAT seriously why are you in Dallas and not Nashville, New York or LA?

Just a thought.

It's Baaack....

After much consternation and comptemplation, I've decided to resume this blog. It has been several months...OK, years. But I've decided it's either the blog or go insane.

Auditioning for a new project, being in projects and being out of projects simply provides more material than a person can contain within themselves.

So with great pride and enthusiasm, I bring you....my blog. Can't wait to get started.