Music... I Listened to Some

The "live band" thread, along with the Neil Peart news really prompted me to adjust my musical rear view mirror. As a drummer that was really enamored with technical rock drumming, I just never got into Rush or NP, though I was a big fan of a lot of bands/drummers that cited him/them as huge influences. Dream Theater being the top of the heap. There's an undeniable nerd factor, but man was I obsessed with them when I was a music major in college



Someone mentioned John Denver too. If there's one talent that I would sell my soul for, that has decidedly alluded me, it's that of being a songwriter. He was one of the best. This version of his song is one of the best for those melancholy times.

Love Amos Lee.
 
It's happy hour, horns up metalheads. Alcohol infused to be sure. @Voodoo Tom, this next beer is for you.


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Got Slightly Stoopid tonight. A half-assed homage to those SoCal boys. What a band.


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@buggravy, I can only imagine the wincing. My apology if you (or any discerning ear) listened.
I like it. I should actually dig into them a bit more. I have one of their songs ("2am") on my chill snowboarding play list, but never listened to them much beyond that. Thanks for prompting a deeper listen.
 
I like it. I should actually dig into them a bit more. I have one of their songs ("2am") on my chill snowboarding play list, but never listened to them much beyond that. Thanks for prompting a deeper listen.
Most of their stuff has more reggae influence, but punk, rap and folk creep in regularly. I think Everything You Need is there seminal LP, but I have not heard a record by them that I think is a clunker. Enjoy their catalog. :)
 
Nice nugs.:thumbsup:
Sundae Driver, a hybrid. Not sure why they call it that – I'd have named it Daily Driver. :cool:




Said the man
Who feel him a fool
For he be the wiseman
For the man
Who don't think he's a fool he
Control his destiny
But he's too cool for himself
For himself
For himself
All I need
Is something to keep me movin on
In a world
Where violence reigns
And everybody seems so strange to me
Said the man
Who feel him a fool
For he be the wise man
For the man
Who dont feel him a fool he
Control his destiny
Yeah he's too cool for himself
For himself
For himself
This weapon of destruction
Swallows peoples suffering
And no confusion
You aint winnin if your losin
We don't need
Said the man
Who feel him a fool he
For he be the wiseman
For the man
Who don't think he's a fool he
Control his destiny
But he's too cool for himself
For himself
For himself
 
Psychedelic country. How's your day going?

I've seen Jesus play with flames
In a lake of fire that I was standing in
Met the devil in Seattle
And spent 9 months inside the lions den
Met Buddha yet another time
And he showed me a glowing light within
But I swear that God is there
Every time I glare into the eyes of my best friend
Says my son, "It's all been done
And someday you're gonna wake up old and gray
So go and try to have some fun
Showing warmth to everyone
You meet and greet and cheat along the way"
There's a gateway in our minds
That leads somewhere out there, far beyond this plane
Where reptile aliens made of light
Cut you open and pull out all your pain
Tell me how you make illegal
Something that we all make in our brain
Some say you might go crazy
But then again it might make you go sane
Every time I take a look
Inside that old and fabled book
I'm blinded and reminded of
The pain caused by some old man in the sky
Marijuana, LSD
Psilocybin, and DMT
They all changed the way I see
But love's the only thing that ever saved my life
So don't waste your mind on nursery rhymes
Or fairy tales of blood and wine
It's turtles all the way down the line
So to each their own 'til we go home
To other realms our souls must roam
To and through the myth that we all call space and time
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John Sturgill Simpson
Turtles All the Way Down lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
 
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Van Halen demo tracks from '76. Demo??????? o_O I'm not a big VHalenite but this is just damn good.


That is pretty cool.

Fun (hopefully) studio story time. I had been working as a runner (person who gets food for artists, cleans up studio, makes minimum wage, etc.) for longer than I had envisioned, and was getting a little jaded, as was my roommate who worked at the same studio. We were both working the graveyard shift one night, and came in to a bunch of 2" master tapes that needed to be logged and stored in the vault. Upon further inspection we saw that they were Motley Crue masters from Too Fast For Love, and some early demos. They were there for a digital transfer. We kind of couldn't believe that they were there at our disposal, so we did the stupidest thing we could possibly do, which was do our own digital transfer into the Pro Tools rig in the empty studio. There was a drum kit already set up in the live room, so my room mate, who was a guitarist, and I, a drummer, took turns recording ourselves with Motley Crue. The next day tapes were picked back up to be sent out to be baked, which is a process that's basically exactly what it sounds like done to old tape that has been stored for a long time, to keep it from potentially snapping and being ruined once it's under tension on the tape machine. Little did they know that we'd already loaded them up on the 2" machine, and had at it ourselves. What a sh!tstorm that could have been.
 
That is pretty cool.

Fun (hopefully) studio story time. I had been working as a runner (person who gets food for artists, cleans up studio, makes minimum wage, etc.) for longer than I had envisioned, and was getting a little jaded, as was my roommate who worked at the same studio. We were both working the graveyard shift one night, and came in to a bunch of 2" master tapes that needed to be logged and stored in the vault. Upon further inspection we saw that they were Motley Crue masters from Too Fast For Love, and some early demos. They were there for a digital transfer. We kind of couldn't believe that they were there at our disposal, so we did the stupidest thing we could possibly do, which was do our own digital transfer into the Pro Tools rig in the empty studio. There was a drum kit already set up in the live room, so my room mate, who was a guitarist, and I, a drummer, took turns recording ourselves with Motley Crue. The next day tapes were picked back up to be sent out to be baked, which is a process that's basically exactly what it sounds like done to old tape that has been stored for a long time, to keep it from potentially snapping and being ruined once it's under tension on the tape machine. Little did they know that we'd already loaded them up on the 2" machine, and had at it ourselves. What a sh!tstorm that could have been.
I’m hoping some evidence of your terrible deed exists. :)
 
I’m hoping some evidence of your terrible deed exists. :)
You'd think it would be a prized possession, a trophy, but unfortunately I have nothing. We burned rough mixes of everything to a couple of CDs, and deleted all the files (evidence) since we were working on studio drives, and would have absolutely been fired had we been found out. We both misplaced the CDs in pretty short order, so everything is but a memory and an anecdote at this point.
 
You'd think it would be a prized possession, a trophy, but unfortunately I have nothing. We burned rough mixes of everything to a couple of CDs, and deleted all the files (evidence) since we were working on studio drives, and would have absolutely been fired had we been found out. We both misplaced the CDs in pretty short order, so everything is but a memory and an anecdote at this point.
Some things are best left that way.

Thanks for relaying a fun story. I'm sure you are rich with memories of R&R hijinks from those years. I'd never tire of hearing those tales.

There is an art to maintaining satisfaction in any menial or rote job. Apparently you understand this... :):thumbsup:
 
Super cool story Matt. I have the original pressing on Leathur Records and when it was remixed, I didn't like it as much. Thoughts from your expert point of view?
 
Super cool story Matt. I have the original pressing on Leathur Records and when it was remixed, I didn't like it as much. Thoughts from your expert point of view?
Thanks, but just for avoidance of doubt I am far from an expert. I knew a couple things back in my day, but it's been well over 15 years since I sat behind a console. In fact, that I'm referencing a console as the centerpiece of recording is probably evidence that any expertise I may have had has gone the way of the dinosaur. I will say that those original tracks were a hot mess, even in the context of the era. There were also demo vocals from someone who was not Vince Neil, though they weren't labeled as to whose voice it was. Some of Vince's tracks on the demo stuff was so bad. Conceptually speaking, recording (and maybe more to the point, editing) technology is such a different beast than it used to be, and I don't know that the new tech marries up with the old all that well. I think the beauty of the imperfections in early recordings is part of the magic, and just feels too sanitized when old tracks get remixed and remastered.

Actually that reminds me of another cool thing I heard, and I promise I'll stop after this. Jimi Hendrix's long time producer Eddie Kramer would often come to the studio I worked at. I don't remember any of the context of this, what project it was for, etc., but he brought in some original Hendrix masters, and was re-amping some of the lead guitars. So, not just remixing, but sending the track of Jimi's performance out to an amplifier and cabinet that was mic'd up in the live room. From the hallway you couldn't hear anything coming from the control room, only what was coming through the amp blasting in the live room. I got to pause for a minute and take in the fact that I was hearing Jimi Hendrix coming straight out of a Marshall amp.
 



Rock of Ages
I am tumbling down
Where the roots of trees
Embrace you
I do fall upon my knees
And ask you how
You can just sit there and be

Rock of Ages
I am crumbling now
In an avalanche
I'm reaching for the Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages

Father now I have stepped
Beyond my bounds
Now the pack I wear
It weighs a thousand pounds
It drags me down
Makes me think crazy

Oh my Rock of Ages
I have gone astray
I heard my brother call
I turned the other way
Now I'm ashamed
To face him

Oh my Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages
Oh my Rock of Ages
Rock of Ages
Reach for the Rock of Ages
Rock of…
 
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