February 2, 2009 - The Big Jug Band

My Influences:


The Big Jug Band
the biggest jug band ... ever, family, superheroic collection of awesome

I moved to Austin in late 1999 with the hopes of meeting and making some music with other musicianers. I thought there was a chance I might be able to learn much more about playing music, as well as the history of music in America and abroad; perhaps, even learn about the music business and how to earn a living from this art.
So, I thought it wise to rifle through each week's classified listings in The Chronicle looking for others following any similar paths. It didn't take long before something popped up.
... Something odd.

"Bass: (Wash-tub) - [looking for others interested in old-timey and jug band music]"

I read the above heading (the bracketed bits are paraphrased) and had to stop once I passed the colon; how funny was it that this ad featured "wash-tub" in parentheses! The obvious thought was (is), "whoever this weirdo is must be fairly interesting at the least, I must endeavor to make the acquaintance!"

I'm so wonderfully glad I made the call.

It turns out the gentleman responsible for this post was an old friend of mine, Wags Macklin, who I had first met in the late 1800s. He was then a prize bare-knuckle boxer, known the world over for his great prowess in the ring. I had lost touch with Macklin during the Boxer Uprising. He had travelled to China after hearing of an organization called, "Righteousness and Harmonious Fists,” hoping to improve his already great pugilistic skills. I had only heard years and years later that he had gone on to achieve some note as a cliff diver and as a sponge tester.

Wags and I had a spectacular reunion filled with music and spirited discussion about our adventures and thoughts on banding together a few fellow superheroes (who also happened to be musicianers) to serve the public good. It turns out two others had contacted him about his ad, Brady Coleman and Craig High, two gentlemen whose names are widely known, of course, for their intellectual and physical contributions to so many different cultures around the world.
The four of us met soon after my reunion with Mr. Macklin and we set forth to find others like us.
We succeeded.

The band is now well over thirty members. Other bands have sprung forth from this aggregation. Families have grown because of this cultured crew. This planet (and a few others) has been saved a number of times by this troupe. Many souls wear broad smiles and many hearts are lighter due to the action of this dedicated assembly of do-gooders.

I am definitely very proud of this ensemble! I'm proud of the group and proud to be a member of such a group. So many of the happy folks that make up this orchestra have made an amazing difference in my life and continue to do so ... you just don't get any luckier!

I love you The Big Jug Band!
Thank you!

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"All night long, I dreamed of pretty girls and candy. Life is great!"
~ Alexander High

January 25, 2009 - Jon Doyle

My Influences:

Mr. Jon Doyle
clarinet, saxophone, ukulele, jug, best friend

And, here we have the very one and onliest, Mr. Jon Doyle.
Of course, you recognize our good man as an amazing musicianer. You may be lucky to know him as an intelligent fellow; well-read, well-studied, and well-spoken.
I consider myself quite fortunate to, not only, hold this fine gentleman as these things but also as a dear friend.

I had heard about Mr. Doyle through my old pal, Paul Schlichting, http://ryan-gould.blogspot.com/2008/12/dec-9-2008-paul-schlichting.html who informed me that a truly great clarinet player (who played with "the same fire as Sidney Bechet") was moving to town. Very exciting, indeed!
Here's where the fog rolls in ... I don't seem to recall the first time Jon's beautiful music danced into my ears, through my head, and into my heart. To be certain, Jon and I have had so many genuine musical conversations since.

It's easy to hear in Jon's grace, a deep connection and love of music. He speaks effortlessly through his instruments and can seemingly do so in whatever dialect any particular musical situation demands.
And, he does it with fire. (Paul was mostly right; Jon does play with fire but not Bechet's. Jon plays with his very own fire.)

I am so grateful that music has brought Mr. Doyle into my life and strives to keep him here.
But, music is only part of our friendship. Jon has been nothing short of a true friend to me. He readily lends his ear to any of my rambling thoughts. He seems always interested in my viewpoints on whatever the issue at hand and is always willing to share his ideas with me.
Jon is a great man and a great friend, as well as a great musicianer!

Thanks, pal! See you at the gig.

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"All night long, I dreamed of pretty girls and candy. Life is great!"
~ Alexander High

Dec. 29, 2008 - Books

My Influences:

Books

This one seems pretty obvious.
Really, all of them do - to me.

So, how can you go wrong with a book? A whole bunch of text printed on some paper bound together to address an idea, to pass on important information, to communicate feelings or fantasies, or to entertain the imagination -- what a great idea!

I can't imagine a life without books. The world has so much information to share, it just can't be done without the assistance of this wonderful technological advancement.

Let's all be thankful for books this week and in every week to come!
Hooray BOOKS!

Here's a list of just a few of my favorite books:

The Autobiography of Pops Foster, New Orleans Jazz Man as told to Tom Stoddard
Pops Foster
Treat It Gentle, An Autobiography
Sidney Bechet
Music Is My Mistress
Duke Ellington
We Called It Music
Eddie Condon
Music On My Mind; The Memoirs of an American Pianist
Willie "The Lion" Smith
(Okay, this one was NOT a very well-written book but it did contain some valuable information regarding the beginnings of jazz. This guy is a genius on a piano keyboard, but someone should prevented him from using a typewriter keyboard!)

Common Sense
Thomas Paine
The U.S. Constitution and Declaration of Independence
(not really books I guess but still!)
Madison and Jefferson and other important type Founding Fathers

Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy
Douglas Adams
Bluebeard
Kurt Vonnegut
Dracula
Bram Stoker
Frankenstein
Mary Shelley

Hagakure, The Book of The Samurai
Tsunetomo
The Unfettered Mind: Writings of The Zen Master to The Sword Master
Takuan Soho
Warrior of Zen: The Diamond Hard Wisdom of Suzuki Shosan
Arthur Braverman
Light On Yoga
B. K. S. Iyengar

The Sugar Blues
William Dufty

Dec. 22, 2008 - Gratitude

My Influences:

Gratitude

Very often (at least once every week, publicly), I find myself taking inventory of the great stock of good fortune life has presented me. There is an exhausting abundance of treasures to count!
Actually, it seems a bit intimidating, at times, but it's quite worthwhile to take a moment, by will or by circumstance, to note, record, and/or announce the beauty of these gifts, as well as to take a moment to return the deep, moving feelings awarded by these gifts with all the genuine heart that can be mustered.

Personally, gratitude may be one of the very best treasures ever imparted to me. It has allowed me to breathe fuller, deeper breaths. It has allowed me to see colors more vividly and shapes better defined. It has allowed me to love deeper and enjoy more passionately.
Unchecked, gratitude can distract me for great lengths; my chest seems to well up with warm joy and beaming gladness - an overwhelming, sometimes all-consuming bliss - that lightens my burden and gives me some bit of clarity ... I can't help but smile - inside and out.

With regard to the time these moments consume as well as the great opportunity they afford, gratitude has scared off so much of the more questionable emotions that could otherwise be allowed to run my life (i.e. anger, hate, intolerance, fear). Privately or publicly taking a moment to be thankful for so much takes a lot of time! It fills me with a strong will to share good things in life and attempt to benefit the world rather than slight it in any way.

On this note, I'd like to very humbly thank all of you on this list! I especially thank you for allowing me to practice this beautiful art once a week with you.
Please know that this weekly routine is more than just the rambling bungling of our language it seems to appear. It's my hope to share with all of you something beautiful and to grow in small way with each of you through the experience.
I am extremely honored to be allowed to write to you and so very gracious to you for taking a moment to read my words, feelings, and thoughts.

With my love and gratitude, please enjoy a safe and happy holiday season!

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Some Quotes (instead of links):

"Saying thank you is more than good manners. It is good spirituality."
Alfred Painter

"Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others."
Cicero

"Happiness cannot be traveled to, owned, earned, worn or consumed. Happiness is the spiritual experience of living every minute with love, grace and gratitude."
Denis Waitley

"To speak gratitude is courteous and pleasant, to enact gratitude is generous and noble, but to live gratitude is to touch Heaven."
Johannes A. Gaertner

"Kindness trumps greed: it asks for sharing. Kindness trumps fear: it calls forth gratefulness and love. Kindness trumps even stupidity, for with sharing and love, one learns."
Marc Estrin

"Appreciation can make a day, even change a life."
Margaret Cousins

"Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order, confusion into clarity.... It turns problems into gifts, failures into success, the unexpected into perfect timing, and mistakes into important events. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow."
Melanie Beattie

"Grace isn't a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal. It's a way to live."
Jackie Windspear

"Gratitude is the heart's memory."
French and Italian Proverb

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"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty."
~Winston Churchill

Dec. 15, 2008 - Roy Rogers

My Influences:

Roy Rogers
piper, carpenter, mentor ...

I spent the years after my enlistment with the USMC and before I moved to Austin, Texas studying a terribly strange instrument: the uilleann pipes. I can't say what exactly moved me to commit so much of those years to such an odd calling. It did happen, though.
I was fairly amped up about Irish music in general when I arrived home in south eastern Pennsylvania. I had been playing tin whistles, biting off small chunks of the vast repertoire. The pipes kept demanding some sort of presence in my life, though. By the will of some freakish, practical joke of nature, I managed to turn up a practice set from a local dealer of bagpipes (mostly Scottish Highland pipes -- the pipes you are probably envisioning presently) and spent a week trying to figure out how make noise with it. (Sorry, Dad and Teresa!)
I also turned up two names of folks who played and taught the instrument. The one who returned my call was a man named Roy Rogers.

Roy and I met a few days later in his living room for a lesson. Roy's greeting was warm and very hearty. He invited me into his living room that prominently featured a wall converted to a bookshelf storing hundreds of books and a large number of vinyl and CD recordings.
I felt welcome immediately though, I was nervous about my first formal experience ever on such a perplexing device. The lesson began with a hearty joke at the instrument's expense (as well as the expense of the damned fools who study and play it), continued with a few hearty laughs, and ended with best wishes for good luck and, at least, a dubious grip on sanity for the days to follow.
Lessons with Roy continued as routinely as either of schedules and my progress permitted. With each lesson, I learned a little more about the instrument, the reeds, the culture (the pipering culture), the music, and, from time to time, the music's history. This information wasn't just spoon-fed to me for the purpose of future regurgitation; it was presented from a wise piper, educated human, and competent teacher in a clean and honorable way (of course, in a light-hearted manner) to be digested by an open and able student for sustaining, interpretation, and advancement of the art. (This is what we should refer to as "traditional" --- in ANY AND EVERY genre!)
Roy exemplifies traditional art forms. He was my very first "teacher" that stood in my consciousness as such an example: he was a mentor.

Lessons passed and with each, Roy and I became more friends than anything else. (Though, to this day, I still consider him one of the strongest mentors in my life.) He continued to pass along the art of pipering but he shared with me his great friendship so genuinely warm and caring, as well as the wisdom he developed through his lifetime of observant and fully realized experience.
What's more? He did it without ever coming across as a superior or treating me as a junior. Roy has always treated me as an equal - not just on the musicianer level but on the human experience level.
It's truly great to feel like you aren't the only student in the lesson; we're all always students and should always be learning!

Years have gone by in a heartbeat. Roy and I still keep in touch fairly regularly despite the 1700+ miles that separate our homes. It seems that our friendship remains warm as well as educational and uplifting.
Life is good!

Thank you, Roy! Thanks for the guidance and the camaraderie!
I look forward to many, many more years of great friendship.

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"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty."
Winston Churchill

Dec. 9, 2008 - Paul Schlichting

My Influences:


Paul Schlichting
drums

Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to present to you, Paul Schlichting.
You may have seen him wearing a hat or you may recognize him better without, either way, he's Paul, drummer, music educator, stand-up citizen, progressive human, caring friend, loving husband, creative artist, and all-around good guy.

Paul and I met a number of years ago while he was drumming for the Asylum Street Spankers. When that band wasn't out of town, he would swing by the old Black Cat to enjoy the Ridgetop Syncopators, Shorty Long, and Les Niglos show.
He always had a smile and a couple of positive words.
A few years after that, Mr. Schlichting asked me if I would be interested in playing some music together. He and his buddy, a very odd piano man, collected a few tunes and we got together. As it turns out, that trio blossomed into half of Giant City!

Paul has since taken a job as an elementary music school teacher. What luck for the kiddos in his classes!
Paul is kind-hearted, patient fellow, willing to share his experience and knowledge with anyone and anywhere those things might benefit the community. On that note, Paul is a great example of good citizenship; he is always doing his best to make himself aware of local politics and participating when and where he can with the hopes of making things better for all of us ... not just himself and his family.

I have enjoyed Paul's company on the bandstand in many different combinations and I always look forward to sharing his good spirit whenever the opportunity presents itself.

Thanks Paul!

"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty."
~ Winston Churchill

Dec. 1, 2008 - Emiko Takeuchi

My Influences:

Emiko Takeuchi

Lauryn went back to school a couple years ago; the idea was to acquire a more formal and deeper education (and, it was a nice idea for her to bring home all this knowledge to share: two for the price of one). She is still doing all this (with gusto) but she has also made a wonderful connection with an amazing person who has since become family to us.

Emiko Takeuchi also decided to go back to school a couple years ago, and she began another course of graduate studies in the music department at Texas State University. She and Lauryn shared two classes that year (and many since). The two befriended each other and Lauryn brought home to share with me stories of an interesting, kind, and inspirational new friend.
I was very glad to hear it and very much looking forward to meeting Emiko.
Of course, that happened soon after and I was immediately moved by Emiko's spirit.

In the few short years that have passed, Emiko has grown to be much more than just a school friend. She has inspired Lauryn and I both to continue striving to better ourselves not just by reminding us to do just that but also and, most importantly, by her beautiful example. Emiko is always doing; she is always doing her best and doesn't allow much of anything to stand in her way!

Emiko has also taken us in as adopted family. If Lauryn hints at fatigue or a common cold, our dear friend prepares a care package or insists on providing motherly love and care. She is always ready with kind praise for our indiviual efforts as well as a nurturing word for our relationship as husband and wife; she seems so happy for us in that we do!
Emiko genuinely treats us both with the love a mother shares with her children.

Personally, I'm deeply moved just to be in such an amazing woman's presence. Her experienced wisdom, proud carriage, warm kindness, loving heart, and sweet smile give me so much than what is needed to feel alive and feel a reason to be alive. It's incredible to witness how she shares her great spirit so freely; she has what seems to be more than enough for herself, as well as her own family, and Lauryn and I both ... and, I feel like she gives even more than I need!
Stunning!

Emiko, it is a great honor to consider you part of my family. I hold your warmth, kindness, and friendship very close to my heart. I am ever grateful for you generosity; you share so much with Lauryn and I, we are both so very lucky to have you in our lives! We love you so very much!

Domo arigato gozaimasu.

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"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty."
~ Winston Churchill

Nov. 24, 2008 - Ass Kicking Machine

My Influences:


Ass Kicking Machines

This is the best thing I've ever come across using Craigslist.org!
See the link below for the text included with this fantastic machine; we'll call it the "Red Forman Delight."

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Some Links:

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/orc/408390645.html

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"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty."
~ Winston Churchill

Nov. 17, 2008 - Kevin Smith

My Influences:

Mr. Kevin Smith
string bass

My cousin turned me on to the Asylum Street Spankers. He paid me a visit after he stumbled across their first CD in a bin at Tower Records. We threw that CD into the stereo and enjoyed some fine music. At some point, we had both started thinking about the great bass sound and started discussing the nature of his percussive effect. How is this guy making all this racket?
This guy was (and still is) Mr. Kevin Smith.
I'm sure that I had heard a string bass being slapped before hearing those recordings but Kevin was most certainly the first bassist that made me aware of this technique.
For that alone, I am monumentally grateful and indebted to this great man.

It would be a serious foul to understate Kevin's great ability with this instrument. Our man is very easily one of the best string bassists around ... and, I don't just mean around town.
Kevin has the most phenomenal taste; an uncanny ability to share and play the music that we all seem to desire in any musical setting. He presents this ability and this music in a very comfortable and natural manner that seems to relax and soothe yet inspire and excite the attentive listeners as well as the jabber-jawed conversationalists in his audiences.
I'll say it again; Kevin is very easily one of the best string bassists around!

Kevin is not just an amazing musicianer. He is an amazing friend and an amazing human being.
On more than one occasion, Mr. Smith has rushed into my corner to assist with me with the battles life has thrown my way.
A few years ago, my roommates and I lost our house to a fire. After the firemen cleared the house, I went to work immediately on the recovery process. Knowing that process would be an all-day affair (at least), I dropped Kevin a call to ask him if he could cover my gig that evening. When I explained to him why, he wanted to know what else he could do. He had already done enough by taking that stress off me so I didn't wish to bother him with anything more. With a kind and genuine "thank you!" we ended the conversation. Twenty minutes later, he pulled up out front of the smoked house ready to help.
For the next six + hours Kevin rummaged through the charred mess with me, salvaging the bulk of what I owned. He helped me clean what we could on the spot and pack those sooty personal items into my wagon. Throughout, he successfully kept my spirits up by good, light-hearted joking and, he even insisted on driving us to the local grocer to pick up lunch -a concept completely foreign to me in Marine mode.
By the end of the salvage day, I was covered with char and smoke. Kevin, stylish gabardine jacket and all, had one small bit of soot on his collar; not only did he rush to the house to help me through and recover from a fairly stressful situation, reorganizing all of his (many) other responsibilities, he did it with style, grace, and genuine care and friendship. And, he kept it light!

Kevin is a great friend. He has warmly invited me to be a part of his life. He has shared his wonderful and kind friendship with me. He has treated me like family. He is easily one of the best human beings I have ever met!

Thank you, Kevin! You have been and always will be a very great influence and inspiration to me in all aspects of my life. You opened up one of the most important doors in my life that has led to some much of the good that surrounds me.
Thank you for all the good you present to so many other lives, too! This world is truly a better place because of your efforts.

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Some Links:

www.myspace.com/txstringbass

www.myspace.com/highnoontrio

http://www.heybale.com/

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"A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty."
~ Winston Churchill

Nov. 2, 2008 - Jon Baily

My Influences:


Mr. Jon Baily
banjo, veteran, musicianer

There are so many brilliant characters who have graced my life. All of them seem to leave an indelible mark or marks that continue to remind me how to live; how to give.
This week's illustration of such greatness is my late friend, Jon Baily. It's been over three years since his passing but I still carry with me his joyful and giving spirit. Because of the nature of his gift, I don't feel heavy sadness when I remember that he is gone, instead, I just can't help feeling lighter and smiling when I think of Jon or recall some joke or story he had shared with me.
What a great musicianer!
What a great man!

August 25, 2005

Jon Baily, a banjo player from California, spent his last years in Austin, Texas supporting the Austin Banjo Club and the Austin Traditional Jazz Society.

I met Jon at a Traditional Jazz Society function. He scrawled on the back of his business card the directions to the Banjo Club and insisted that I show up the following week. I did.

Jon went out of his way through those, my first couple visits to the Banjo Club, to make me feel welcome and to insist on my return. From those first visits to the Banjo Club on, Jon would share his love for music with me through telephone calls and emails. He would insist that I come pick up some band’s CD that made him think of me. He would email me all manner of information concerning music in all its forms that he found of interest.


Jon's love for music and his desire and willingness to share it were impeccable and so very appreciated. Jon was also proud of the banjo pickers in the Club who were veterans. He summed up their stints in the military for me on different occasions. He shared with me any story that filtered through him that related to our nation’s warriors.

I’m ever thankful for having gotten to know this man and will live more fulfilled having been gifted by his hearty spirit.

If you have the extra time in the days following, take a minute, please, and realize what’s good around you. Be thankful for the elders in our musical family and take heart in their vitality and nature. Without these good people, our lives would be less.

Thank you, Jon Baily. I will continue to play tunes to the best of my ability for you!

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Some Links:

The Baily Family's Tribute:
http://bailyfamily.net/gallery/main.php?g2_itemId=13817
Austin Banjo Club:
http://www.austinbanjoclub.org/people.html
Mark Rubin's Good Words:
http://markdrubin.blogspot.com/2005/09/jon-baily-rip.html

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"The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing."
~ Albert Einstein