I posted an ad on Craigslist offering my services as a keyboardist a few weeks ago — not unlike posting a personal. I was not looking to join a cover band. If I ever had to play “Brown Eyed Girl” again, I’d take my keyboard for a walk into the freeway. (Honestly, don’t people get tired of that song? And don’t get me started on “Margaritaville“!!).
After years of only desultory performances playing pub piano and open jam nights, I think I’ve joined a band. This would be my first real commitment to a group since the implosion of The Ghetto Monks just after the turn of the century. I’ve avoided committing to a group as a newly divorcee’ would (or should) avoid marriage. Except this was a divorce from 4 people at once, so I guess it took 4x as long.
I sat in with this original, working band last night. Very eclectic songwriting that brought together strong Pixies/Frank Black chord progression with some funk and jazz. I know that sounds weird, but it works. More important was the chemistry. Not only did I pick up the songs immediately, but the people were actually warm, inviting, and funny in a twisted way. And that’s just as important as the music.
And so, I’ll soon be posting gig info here and on FB. The Brown Eyed Girl can rest in peace.