How to Help Your Bassist…

Playing the bass is a ton of fun, almost addicting. OK, it is addicting and most of us who do it aren’t going to rehab any time soon. Good groove is infectious and there’s nothing like dropping the bottom end out of a note and feeling the electric breeze on the back of your pants as you stand in front of the amp. Oh, and by the way, it’s not a bass “guitar”. It’s an electric bass which just happens to be shaped like a guitar, mostly, but not always. Just thought I’d throw  that in.

Yet we need help from the guitarists in the world, especially at a jam when everyone is new and we’re trying to figure out how we can make you sound even better with a good dose of vitamin “B” for bass. You sound “tinny” without us and we bassists, well we just don’t have the notes or chords you do to round out the sound. So let’s get together and figure this thing out.

First, don’t assume we know your music. We may, we may sometimes even know it better than you do, but there’s a gazillion tunes out there and we just won’t be able to pick them all up in less than 30 second. Don’t forget that the songs you play are “your” songs. You liked them. You practiced them. Sometimes you wrote them yourself, but they may be entirely new for the bassist. Plus, of course, they will have your own touches, your own keys, your own inflections about which the bassist who shows up at your jam will have little or no clue. Solution? Bring some charts to share, you know, words and chords and such. You’ll give us a good head start and it will help all the other folks in the band who are as clueless about your work as we are.

Second, throw away your capo or give us charts with the ACTUAL chords you play. Don’t simply say “Well I play this in A with a capo six and you can figure out the rest.” With practice we could, on the spot is more difficult especially considering that your average jam bassist, myself included, is a semi professional at best. At least give us a few seconds to get ourselves situated on the fretboard before you start in. Or you can ditch your capo and learn more chords. Either way we can make it work.

Third, please buy and use a metronome. We can’t tell you how many times we’ve chased a performer all around the time signature because they’ve not actually listened to their own rhythm. Most reasonably decent bassists have a clock in their heads, it’s a necessity for playing the instrument, and when 4/4 doesn’t actually mean 4/4 we know it, do our best to reel everyone in, and if that isn’t possible we try to cover for the bouncing ball. We know, you get caught up in the moment, we do too, but the moment will sound a lot better if you play in a time signature from this planet.

Finally, a word of thanks. When it all comes together its very cool. There’s nothing a bassist enjoys more than to be on stage and listen to a great guitarist soar off into the clouds knowing that we’re their wings. We love the low hum, the pounding drive, the octave jumps. We don’t have to be stars but we are essential for the stars and we get a quiet satisfaction from this that only the people who do it share.

Yet don’t forget we’re not simply accessories, we’re artists of our own kind and all the best stuff happens when we’re allowed to be in on the program. Talk to us sometime, you might be surprised what we know, how musical we actually are, and you may even learn something every so often, just like we learn from you.

See you on stage.

In One Sense…

President Obama was correct in his “You didn’t build that…” comments. If you read around the sound bite for context you’ll discover that he was talking about all the larger things that make individual success possible. There’s truth there.

Individuals have ideas. Individuals have plans. Individuals have dreams. Individuals take risks. Yet all of that is surrounded by all kinds of resources, people, infrastructure, and community that allow those individual things to flourish. You may be the founder and boss but you need others, employees, buyers, sellers, water pipes, roads, phone lines, a lot of things to make what you envisioned happen.

I think the rich and powerful often forget this. No one is self made, one way or another we need each others. One way or another we have some kind of responsibility to each other. There is a common good and not simply a collection of individual goods that have somehow agreed to live with each other.

Yet, at the same time, I don’t think its the state’s task to enforce that understanding, to pick winners and losers and artificially create identical outcomes. When the state does this some people feel entitled and others become resentful. Everyone sees their success in terms of power, of manipulating the state to their advantage, of making the system work for them and excluding others.

What’s really needed is something beyond politics, something much more difficult. What’s needed is a moral and spiritual sea change and frankly we’ve got our work cut out for us. Those who have need to understand the reality behind what they have acquired and understand that much is required from those to whom much has been given. Their hearts need to be warmed to the common good, to the least of these, and the reality that everything is actually on temporary loan from the Giver and there will be an accounting. Those who have less need to be given more to industry, to supporting each other in good habits and life that make for betterment and less to envy and anger.

Yet we do have our work cut out for us because the Christian impulse that would call the rich to philanthrophy and the poor to industry has nearly disappeared.  We increasingly ask the government to do what we should be doing. We ask our leaders to make the changes we need to make. We’re always one election away from our utopia even as we fail to understand that the world is always going to be the product, for good or ill, of its inhabitants. While our eyes are glued to the television the solution is in our mirror.

Until we get this, and act on it, everything will remain the same and the same means going nowhere.

It's Been Almost Two Years…

since I was last involved in active pastoral ministry. I’ve filled in at any number of places, of course, but to be back in the saddle with things to organize, well, its been a while.

But its time. This is what I was trained to do. This is what I want to do. Yes, at the present its working with the youth, (something not in “my” plans as if that really matters)  but its important and its good to back at “work”. Who knows when the “draft” comes or when I get to plant the church I’ve always dreamed of building? Faithful in what presents itself and God will take care of the rest.

God, make your dreams for me my dreams as well, and help me not to let the good people I’ve been called to serve down in the year ahead. Simple as that.

From Time to Time…

I’ve been watching “The Office” on TV and I think the show has been a success because almost everyone works with one of the characters on the show or in that office. The whole thing treads the line between being hilarious and tragic.

A Church Rant…

There is no perfect job. There is no perfect country. There is no perfect, company, government, or politician. Even the people who love you will let you down. It takes a while to figure that out which is probably why people shouldn’t be allowed to vote until they’re at least 30 and had life kick them around a bit.

Yet I’d really like the Church to at least try. I know, I’m no great shakes either but I’m tired, life has taken its pound of flesh and I need some kind of refuge. I need a place where people are at least giving their highest ideals a chance, a place where the harshness, the cynicism, and the politics that make a mess of everything else are the exception and not the rule.

People tell me that I’ll get used to it, but I don’t want to. Some may think I’m naive and I am but I want some thing in my life to be innocent. Just once I’d like to hold out for the best, somewhere, somehow, some way, and I’m not ready to give up because I don’t want to be the kind of person who settles for scraps in everything while the clock keeps ticking.

A Web Rant…

Why would “Mr. Winkey’s Adult Stories” want to follow my blog? I guess it takes all kinds but if anyone from Mr. Winkey’s site links over to this one they’re really gonna be let down. Everybody here has their clothes on and mostly they’re hanging around Church.

A Hunting Rant…

There are billboards up all over the Twin Cities trying to get people to contact the Department of Natural Resources and put an end to a pending wolf hunt. I’m no anti hunter and I’m not all that pro wolf but I don’t like the idea of killing something you don’t plan on eating or if self defense somehow doesn’t require it. Except for bugs.

A Music Rant…

You may consider yourself an artist but to the people who market, manage, record, and sell you, you are a commodity. Just understand that so you won’t feel let down when they make their decisions based on that.