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Discussion in 'Fred's Barcalounge' started by thunder58, Sep 17, 2017.
Literally, or euphemistically (as in, "Give me a little sugar honey.")?
I come from a long line of drunks (they never went to the meetings), and had to deal with it growing up. I remember sitting in the car at 7 years old, waiting while my dad got tanked in the bar. I was heading down that road myself in high school. I actually quit serious drinking after my 21th birthday. In the USAF, overseas, we had ration coupons for liquor---8 bottles per month at a price without taxes or duties. I lost four days, woke up in some strange girl's apartment, didn't have to gnaw my arm off, and made it back to base with money left, about 15 minutes shy of being AWOL. Since then, I've been drunk less than 10 times (usually with my brother's involvement). When I was a kid, the cops would tell you to get your drunk butt home. Once you turn 21 today, it's serious jail time and fines, outrageous insurance rates and loss of your driving privileges---average cost is $10K. Add in serious car wrecks, injuries and death.
As to smoking, I started in Boy Scouts. Cigs are no longer a quarter a pack. I spend more on COPD meds now than I ever did on smokes. Hardest addiction ever to escape from.
None of it is worth the aggravation to me. YMMV.
Even now as a hobbyist/increasingly occasional weekend warrior I find it pretty disrespectful and annoying when people I'm playing w/ flake out on a schedule, it's way more indefensible IMO when it's screwing w/ someone's ability to feed themself/their family.
My mom knows, started smoking at 16, she's 83 now. I'm shocked she DOESN'T have COPD at this point. Tried to quit many times, many different methods. Problem is, she ENJOYS it. Mom and dad both smoked, which is exactly why I have NEVER smoked.
Many things, many times. Passion and desire wax and wane. Music has been a persistent thread through many a cycle, though.
The dangerous white crystalline drug of dependency which leads to diabetes....
Now that I'm a crotchety old many, I just don't put up with very much the nonsense anymore. One of the bands I'm in was playing too loud and I said I'm not risking losing any more hearing or making my Tinnitus any worse. Either we fix the volume or I'm out. We'll see how long the improvement lasts.
I recently started my own Rockabilly Trio and we can just about sing without a PA we practice so quietly. There's just no need to rehearse (or play) at ear-splitting volume.
Now get off my lawn!
That's a good thing to leave in the rear view mirror. My sweet tooth has it's way from time to time. I can't seem to stop it, so I just try to control it.
I experienced the exact thing after a couple of decades of touring. I still rarely listen to music that I'm not making.
True love, practicing, touring, motel rooms and so on . I can relate to alot of what has been said in this thread. I'am now middle aged and have mostly gotten by on the skin on my teeth and the charity of others most of my adult life. Never held a real job longer than 4 years at a time often to pursue the "Dream". In the past few years I have finally enjoyed 15 minutes of fame in a obscure niche genre and near brushes with making music a real job. Sadly at great cost to having skills, education, a home, savings, 401k and the other basics of adulting.
My adventures over the past 8 years would make for a great netflix "Spinal Tap" style tour documentary. I have met some famous & infamous characters whom I grew up listening to, sometimes even sharing the stage or meeting people in the recording industry who have worked with the big stars of our time. Often it was the story of "Almost" be it getting signed, being support for bigger mainstream bands, having pro video,endorsements, distribution, a agent, going from playing to 30 to 100 people a night to 500 to 1000 that only ever happened a handful of times.
At the end of the day I'm very grateful to the fans and people who made it possible to do. I got to go tour Europe in 2016, a pedal endorsement from one of my music heroes and learned alot in the studio from two of the top names within my genre of music. I had my time, my chance .. It didn't happen. Will I give up or reinvent myself? keep going somehow I think.
Now the desire and passion I used to have is now replaced by the reality of what comes next? I made the mistake of not having something to fall back on in bad times which can happen so easily when your obscure band playing the diy alternative "chitlin" club dive bar scene that really hasn't changed in 30 years.
I now see friends who make over 100g a year, homes and family's they have,kids getting out of highschool or becoming grandparents .. I'm on hiatus in the midwest with ptsd.Will I regret posting this? surely .. Did I say everything I wanted to say? no. Maybe that's a good thing. No sleep in 3days, a few german beers will make you say incoherent but interesting things sometimes.
Rich, You'll have let me know when DrumBob plays there. I have yet to eat my first meal there but heard the food is good and is a great cold, cozy and hearty place for some food and good drink.
I really miss living in Old Tappan!
I actually spoke with Bob last night . He said he thinks his band is playing there soon , but he will not be sitting in with them . His band the " Kootz " is like one big team of musicians . And there a great band too doing lots of '60s classic rock like Traffic and Cream . He'll let me know when the band's in town . Regarding the '76 House , food is ok . Went there for a Mothers Day brunch / buffet once and the food trays were placed outside so the food was cold / cool . Oh , but that '76 Ale ............. goes down like water and very tasty . First one's on me
I had an interview yesterday for a job I really want/need and if I find out I got the job (could take a week or so), I'll let you know and see you in Tappan and celebrate!
Is the job up this way or am I just in for a night of celebration ?..... lol
It's in the city so if I get it, we'll try to find a day on the weekend or I'll come out on a weekday before I start.....fingers crossed!!!!!
Yes; when I equated guitar playing with pain. Fortunately, with regular/daily stretching exercises, I think I have been able to reverse the effects.
Incredibly, my desire and passion vanished 15 seconds in.
It's back to strummin' chords for me thanks.