
I got a set and drum lessons were procured. I quickly learned to read rhythm and play the drums very well. Upon entering high school I was appointed lead snare drummer to the chagrin of the seniors because I could read better than anyone. I got my ass kicked for that but it was worth it to show them all up in front of the class at the audition. The teacher, a jew named Itamar Lubetsky said "He's got balls!" I was so proud. Anyway, it turned out that while I was memorizing Neil Peart and John Bonham drum solos no one else was keeping up on guitar or bass; at least no one I knew! So Ron "lent" me his cheap acoustic which I don't recall ever giving back. Maybe I did, I dunno. Thus I began learning all the guitar parts to Rush's 2112. At this point I discovered several things. Playing guitar is kind of hard. It takes a lot of practice to achieve even the most basic proficiency. Wow! Several years of diligent practice later I was passable enough, though I'd had no formal guitar lessons yet. Since I had dropped out of high school after freshman year I had lots of time to practice. Alas, since this was long before the internet, finding good learning materials was difficult in the extreme. I went to a party at SMU (now UMASS Dartmouth) with my friend Lyle and decided to try to get into the music college. When they asked what I could play I said drums and guitar. I'd also been playing bass for about a year but I wasn't counting that. As it turned out the drum teacher wasn't there but the guitar teacher was so I auditioned with him. I played Rush's "Broon's Bane" and the intro to "The Trees", the only finger style stuff I knew. Mark Davis, the teacher, gave me Marianne (??'s) # and said "Get lessons for the summer with this chick and I'll take you as a student in the fall." This is how I ended up studying classical guitar for four years. Had anyone thought to say "Let's hear you play drums too." there would have been an instant flag on the play since I was about 500 times better of a drummer than guitarist at that point. It's funny how things work out sometimes. Had I stuck with drums I'd certainly have become a professional musician instead of the semi-pro hacker that I am now but them's the breaks. I have no regrets. As it turned out I became more interested in composition anyway and pursued a double major earning a BFA and graduating Cum Laude, Dean's list, President's list, yadda yadda. I was a good student. Anyway my second summer I was frustrated with my playing. I was playing classical OK but I couldn't do what I wanted to, which was wail like Stevie Ray, Hendrix, Malmsteen, Satriani, etc...
So Dannny Durso. a drummer in my home town, hipped me a teacher named Mike O'Brien. He was a monster. He said "Look, how long do you spend at your day job every day? Eight hours? And you hate it right?" When I said "Yes." he said "And how long every day do you spend practicing your guitar?" The light came on. He taught me how to practice more productively and showed me a bunch of tricks that really helped my speed and fluidity. Suddenly I could play! Wow! Practically over night I went from being so-so to being pretty damned good. So thanks Mike, where ever you are. He freed me from the box I was literally stuck in. I mentioned study materials being difficult to acquire. Around that time I started getting Guitar player magazine and Guitar For The Practicing Musician for the lessons published therein. I would read every page and master every lesson. Nowadays we have the internet for that. Go! Study! Play!
3 comments:
Great Story!
Do you still play the drums?
Now I have
Spirit of the Radio in my head...I can't think of a better way to spend the day.
Best piece of choreography I ever did...Always with me, always with you...Surfing with the Alien.
Damn that was inspirational!
wow, that's quite a story! very interesting and encouraging too. thanks!
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