Shot Of Rhythm

[ Wednesday, August 11, 2004 ]

 

I am a pilgrim

Early tomorrow morning, I head to Clarksdale, Mississippi, for the annual Sunflower River Blues and Gospel Festival. (http://www.sunflowerfest.org). Two days of free, regionally-based Mississippi thunder in the cradle of the blues. I go every year I can, and there are few religious experiences that can equal it.

I'll holler when I get back.

On the box right now: Various Artists, ROCK AGAINST BUSH, VOL. 2

Peace...

Dove With Claws [7:46 PM]

[ Tuesday, August 10, 2004 ]

 

A very special addition to the family

Steve Earle has a blog now, at www.steveearle.com. Check him out

On the box right now: Wyclef Jean, THE PREACHER'S SON.

Peace...

Dove With Claws [9:41 AM]

[ Monday, August 09, 2004 ]

 

Where there's a riff, there's a way

Today, I provided the prosecution with the latest piece of evidence in the case aiming to prove that I am both a total geek and easily impressed. I was attempting to create a percussion track for a recent composition, a composition that is both one my of my current faves and a song that is so personal, and so obviously directed towards somebody, that I am actually considering censoring myself. I never do this, nor do I think I will in this case, but the fact that I am considering it is a major change in itself.

Anyway, in an attempt to create a better percussion track than what my friend Chuck calls "the trademark Hughes 'da-da, daa' handclaps," I decided to enlist that trustiest of auxilliary percussion, a rhythmic device that masters of beat from the ancients to the hip-hop nation understands the potential of. That object is, of course, the ink pen. Yes, that's right...a ballpoint pen drummed earnestly on a wooden table. That provided my tic-tac snare, and I achieved the bass drum effect I was looking for by...technical term...tapping on the back of my acoustic guitar. The biggest surprise...it didn't sound bad, and in fact sounded surprisingly good. I credit the great microphone, and a little bit of luck, in this...even a mustering of all my talents would never have pulled this off.

On the box right now: Brian Wilson, I JUST WASN'T MADE FOR THESE TIMES. (I'm not one to gloat, particularly over matters basically of luck, but I did happen to score front-row tickets today to Brian Wilson's performance of SMILE in Madison this October. Just like Lester Burnham, I rule.)

Peace...

Dove With Claws [9:06 PM]