Anyone mind if I have a Sunday evening rant?
My angst stems from my band's midweek rehearsal. This was intended to knock together some new numbers, and really resolve the rest into a credible set list.
What I seemed to get was a number of songs going by the wayside because the guitarist didn't fancy them, or couldn't play them to any satisfaction; no progress on learning or practicing anything he was meant to, but instead a veritable banquet of "new songs" which is a fancy way of dressing up the odd riff he'd conjured up since I saw him last; and the decision, seemingly, that any set list should include as many tunings as possible, because someone has a new pedal which does it automatically. Oh, and we don't do solos. He's not learnt/created them. Or can't play them.
I persevered, and put in a shift which I thought was credible if not comfortable. I also enjoyed the sudden tempo changes of my six-stringed friend - which is odd, especially for covers. I also enjoyed (lie! I'm a perfectionist, I hate this) making up basslines as I got to his various assorted riffs.
I particularly enjoyed his f***ing criticism in the pub last night. The new songs weren't "tight", myself and the drummer not "getting it just yet"; and my tuning being off.
My tuning, cupcake? The tuning you played over, which forced me to do it electronically? Next time I shall tune by ear, like you my friend, then use a pedal to compound my half-step woes by sodomising every track with my musical ineptitude. I shall write to Korg and complain.
Naturally, I did the gentlemanly thing and turfed him out of the round.
I'm thinking of quitting and becoming some kind of bedroom hobbyist and darling of Youtube. Thoughts?
At the very least, I hope we all get a laugh out of this