NaBloPoMo 2021.14 Band Night

 Today was definitely a day of recovery. We were up until the wee hours last night. It's hard to leave when you can't find the door, as they say. And also because we were at our own house.

For the first time since pre-pandemic, we hosted band night. We had two basses (because no band is complete without two basses) a drummer, a guitar/piano player and a singer.

The beautiful thing about playing bass with another bass player who is way better than me is that there was more than one moment last night when I surprised myself by how great I was playing. I turned down the volume on my bass and my playing got even better.

Nothing is more gratifying than when it all clicks and the music sounds great. Hot tip: This "sounding great" isn't really all that hard (for me) when there are a critical mass of former pro-musicians in your band. I cannot fathom how they do it... learning a song in like T-minus 2 minutes and then just... playing it. 

Frankly, it wasn't rocket science to conceive of this whole band idea. We're friends with former pro-musicians. Obviously it was only logical for me to hound them mercilessly until they agreed to come to my house and bring their instruments.

Tom D brought over a handmade vest frottoir -- otherwise known as a washboard. We made a few attempts to get someone to play it but turns out that it is not all that easy to recruit a frottoir player and even harder to make it sound good. It's a pretty cool looking thing though. It's perfectly folded steel and the edges are all hemmed so no one loses a finger.

I'm too lazy to take a photo of the actual
Frottoir that Tom D made, but it looks sort of like this.

Anyway it was a pretty stellar evening.