Coachella Part 2: the Good, the Bad and the Baked

It has been two weeks to the day since I attended this music festival and there is still so much left to say about it. Its continued occupation of my consciousness has proven inescapable. I have no choice but to continue babbling on about it before I resume the blog as usual.  After having my brain melted time and time again by the heat and the outstanding performances by Radiohead, Explosions in the Sky and so many more it’s no wonder I can’t stop. Last week I gave my favorites, but this week a want to talk a bit about the things that bothered me and continue to bother me about the festival.

So it has been a while since I talked about this, but as I said back when I started this blog is about standing up for downtrodden bassists. Unfortunately there was one very talented group at Coachella who felt it was wholly necessary that the crowd never see the bassist (or the keyboardist for that matter). Even many of the rap and solo acts (like actor turned rapper Childish Gambino) had the humility to share the spotlight with their supporting musicians. The duo of Dan Auerbach (guitar, vocals) and Patrick Carney (drums) seemed almost completely unaware of the two supporting musicians standing only 10 feet behind them. I mean it’s not like they have a 20 piece band or something.  A simple shout out to bassist Gus Seyffert and a bit more light do a world of good when it comes to respect on stage. The real kicker was some of the guys I was camping with sincerely thought that the Black Keys played without a bassist. In their defense they might have had a few too many chemicals in their systems and the Black Keys did I superb job of hiding their bandmates. This is exactly why this blog exists.

Another thing I observed at Coachella that I found a tad bit alarming was the younger audience’s attention span/concert manners. Now it may be true that many of the artists who played over the two weekends of Coachella were or are destined to be one-hit wonders many of them had much more to offer the audience than just that one hit song. Take for example the brilliant drummer turned songwriter Gotye. I’ve been listening to his music for a bit less than a year and his upside-down Australian musical sensibilities have thoroughly impressed me. It came as no surprise to me that his song “Somebody I Used to Know” took the American charts by storm a couple months ago.

He played probably one of the best sets overall of the entire festival and gathered at least half of the Sunday Coachella crowd. About three-quarters of the way into his set he played his big hit (he hardly even had to sing it thanks to the crowd). As soon as he finished this song about 70% of the crowd left. It really irked me that all people there got out of it was that one hit song. I don’t even understand how people can enjoy a show if they are only there for one song. It takes away from the whole experience especially since throughout the rest of the set (and the sets of pretty much every other group I saw) the folks around me felt it was a great idea to blow smoke in my face or sit on their phones ignoring the actual performance. Manners people.

I guess by going on 4/20 weekend I was kind of asking for some of this stuff to happen, but I have a feeling I wouldn’t have been so bothered if that damned sun would have stopped boiling by Nordic blood. Whatever the case I would totally do it again. I don’t mind if other people want to text or get plastered instead of listen to the music, just as long as they don’t get in my way and at least acknowledge the existence of bass players.

Coachella!

Last weekend I felt inclined to trade the exceptionally temperate weather of San Diego for the hellish heat of Indio and more music in three days than any human brain could possibly process. When I wasn’t fending off heat stroke with gallons of water and an undoubtedly toxic amount of sunscreen I was knocking band after band off my musical bucket list. Despite the fact the event organizers seemed rather keen on booking all my must see bands at the exact same times I managed to at least get 20 minutes per band which is just enough to really get a feeling for them. So now without further adieu, here are some best of’,s from this monster of a music festival:

Best Bassist – This goes to Gbenga Adelekan of Metronomy. Some bassists in the know out there might be like “Who the f@#$ is that? Why didn’t Thundercat win?” too which I would respond Thundercat was a tad bit too high at his performance which was characteristically chilled out whereas Mr. Adelekan came out on stage in the 104 degree afternoon sun and took the crowd by storm. In the tradition of Metronomy’s past bassist Gabriel Stebbing he played mainly with a pick though I have to say he is a great finger style player as well and his bass lines took that classic Metronomy electro-alt-dance-funk to a whole new level live.

Best Performance – The Hives lead singer Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist captured the attention of every single apathetic hipster and baked bro in the entire crowd within a millisecond of stepping on to the stage. There was no looking away from this performance which featured its fair share stage dives, ninjas, spinning guitars and vocal chords pushed beyond the limits of any natural range. To give someone who has not seen The Hives in the flesh, one moment Almqvist has the entire crowd of as many as 10,000 festival goers lying on their backs and within an instant he has the crowd back on their feet jumping in almost perfect unison causing what can only be described as a man-made earthquake. At the end of their mainstage garage rock power set he jumped out into the crowd without any sort of security around him and ran all the way to the sound guy and gave him a high five. Did I mention the band pulled off all their stunts while wearing tuxes and top hats in the scorching 104 degree weather?

Most Talent – This definitely has to be split between the back to back sets of the looping innovators tUnEyArDs and Andrew Bird. Using looping pedals (for non musicians they are a compact recording device one can use to record music live and instantly play it back) these two brilliant musicians crafted entire soundscapes of choirs and orchestras with nothing but their voices and whatever instrument they could carry. In the case of Merrill Garbus of tUnEyArDs she combined these pedals with her deep raspy jazz voice and her energetic onstage drumming to build a massive full band sound out of herself a bassist and two sax players. Andrew Bird on the other hand brought the full band with him so he used the pedals in tandem with his brilliance on the violin to create a massive sounding string section by building concept upon concept. These two performances made most of the other bands look like immature teenagers trying to hammer out some semblance of music in their parents’ garage.

Best New Artist (to me at least) – I have got to give this to Annie Clark of St. Vincent. Now mind you her band did not have an actual bassist, however I know a brilliant guitarist when I see one. I had not heard a guitar tone like hers since my days as an avid White Stripes fan. Not only does she give an intense onstage performance but she also does music like nobody else with her mix of fuzzy guitars and an alien sounding ambient vocal space. It also helped that I’m a sucker for weird guitars and her funky off set Harmony guitar won my heart before the show even began. Kudos to my gal pal who dragged our group away from the Shins and to catch the start of her set.

Next week I’ll be talking about some of the issues I had with bands *cough* the Black Keys *cough* and the inhabitants of the music festival as well as some other fun and not so fun things that happened so stay tuned.

Types of Bassists (Part 2)

The Country Gentleman – This type of bass player is common throughout country, bluegrass and rockabilly. More often than not you will see them with an upright bass in hand.  Generally their style is similar to the meat and potatoes bassist, with tons of root notes and lots of driving rhythm. Often times these bassists will add a bit of flair with some walking lines, string popping (especially in rockabilly) or maybe even a bit of classical bow technique, but generally they just hold down the beat while the rest of the musicians let loose. A good example of this style of bass playing would be upright powerhouse Paul Kowert of the Punch Brothers.

The Walking Jazz Man – This species of bassist occupies a school of musical theory beyond that of the everyday pop song. You can often here them navigating between the complex chords, rhythms and melodies of jazz standards. The key to this style is the walking technique (which is akin to that of ska music). Instead of staying on one note or playing a riff these bassists will walk from chord to chord with the notes of a musical scale. A good example of this type of bassist is the jazz genius Charles Mingus

The Bass God – Jaco Pastorius. Ever heard of him? If you play bass and you haven’t heard of him give up on music and sell your instrument. He is only the greatest bassist of all time hands down. Yes James Jamerson can stop tame the soul with one finger. Yes Victor Wooten can melt your face. Yes Stanley Clarke can rearrange your anatomy.  But Jaco can turn musical water into wine.

Mr. Pastorius invented everything that is modern bass. He could play entire songs with harmonic notes that don’t even exist on a six string guitar, let alone a bass. His rapid fire technique could take on the mutually exclusive rhythmic and melodic qualities of the bass guitar at the same time. Not to mention he invented the first fretless Fender Jazz bass. He was an absolutely brilliant, until of course in 1987 when the security guards at one of his gigs beat him to death because they didn’t know who he was. And people wonder why I feel the need to write this blog.

Types of Bassists (Part 1)

In order to further my purpose of helping the world understand bassists I think it would be to my advantage to give laymen a guide to the different types of bassists out there.

The Meat and Potatoes Bassist – This is probably the most common type of bassist out there. These musicians generally stick pretty close to the root note, don’t ask too many questions and hold down the fort for the rest of the band. Generally they are the master of a few styles of music and technique though they only get fancy when required. A great example of this type would be Tom ‘Two-Tone Tommy’ Blankenship of My Morning Jacket.

The Picker – This class of bassist is probably the second most common and is made up of the youngest demographic of bassists. These musicians are often converted guitarists who have not learned to play finger-style yet or they simply prefer the pick sound to finger-style. Many older bassists often look down on these players because the pick technique is considered easy (despite the fact both Paul McCartney and Sting used this technique quite often). Personally I rather enjoy playing with a pick when I get a chance. A great example of a modern picker would be Michael Jared Followill of Kings of Leon.

The Funk Master – This class of bassist enjoys playing in a “slap n’ pop” style using their thumb and finger to bounce the strings off of the fretboard and get that signature funk sound (see the intro to Seinfeld if you don’t know what I mean). It is technically much more challenging than picking and finger-style and often takes an experienced bassist to pull off correctly. Most people have probably heard Flea play some slap bass for the Chili Peppers though is you want to hear a true master check out Victor Wooten of the Flecktones. He is probably one of the greatest bass players of all time.

Of course these are many more types of bassists but I will get to them next week with Types of Bassists Part 2.

Jesus Band: Apparently Not All Musicians Are Created Equal

While I am still on the subject of my formative years as a bass player I feel I am about due for another story of discrimination against bassists. You see back at my wonderful sausage fest of a Catholic high school our campus ministry department gave us a quota of “service hours” which we had to complete on a yearly basis. In order to fulfill this requirement I joined the “music ministry” group which was just a loosely organized group of musicians who put together music for the weekly church ceremony.

Now I am not a religious person put this whole Jesus band experience was probably one of my favorite parts of high school. We got to skip homeroom and show up late to all our classes after church on top of the performance experience. Most of the time we spent just dicking around and playing just barely passable versions of the new age-y worship songs the campus ministry department gave us and a few of our own additions.

Throughout my years in the group we had a few different six-string slinging student band leaders (and the occasional 12-stringer). Usually they would organize all the music and bring it with them in the morning and even if things fell apart it was all in good fun. Like the rest of us they were not always the best musicians, but that just made everything more laid back. As the last one was poised to retire at the end of my junior year I was ready to pick up the torch of band leadership.

I felt I was perfectly positioned to be the band leader. I was on good terms with the campus ministry department, plus I had seniority over all the other members. I had perfect grades; perfect attendance and I could play all the music forwards and backwards in my sleep. Unfortunately there was one factor that I overlooked: my instrument was two strings short and an octave low of a guitar.

It turns out that the administration felt the position of band leader should be passed down to the senior member of the guitar playing line of the Jesus band much like the obsolete patriarchal succession of the monarchies of old. Now I try not to judge the senior guitarist too harshly, I mean it is not like he even asked for the position, but there could not have been a worse match for band leader.

My entire senior year in Jesus band can be characterized by me hauling equipment from my house to school (thanks to the draconian ruling of the band teacher which I will discuss in a later post) at around six in the morning and setting up the drum kit, music stands and microphones alone until our fearless band leader showed up an hour late without the music. He also had this mental inability to start a song that was in the time signature 6/8 which just happens to be about 50% of all church music. To make matters worse his guitar was made of ply wood and he had a tiny amp that we nicknamed the “T-Rex” because whenever he turned it up it had a distorted signal that might be desirable in some forms of death metal.

I did everything in my power to try and convince campus ministry to let me be leader. I came early and organized all the music. I led the regular band meetings. I even brought my own guitar amp to prevent the use of the T-Rex. No matter how much I pleaded with the administration they remained adamant that a guitarist was more suited for the position. They literally told me “we just don’t think that a bassist can start songs like a guitarist can.” As the cherry on top of my enduring the weekly humiliation of bad performance after bad performance they give this guitarist twice the service hours because he had more “responsibility” as a school “leader.” It was at this point in my life I decided I needed to start standing up for my people.

The Trials and Tribulations of a Singing Bassist

Early on in my quest to start a band and woo the fairer sex I realized that bass players go unnoticed more often than not and I set out to figure out what I could do to remedy this. In my research I discovered a common factor that connected all the famous bass players (with the exception of maybe Flea): every single one of them sings. Therefore the only way I could achieve my goal was to become that rare species of singing bass player. Unfortunately for me, it did not take long to realize why singing bass players were so uncommon.

Now I’m sure everyone has seen somebody sing and play a normal guitar. I’d say 80% of singers can sing while strumming a few chords or maybe playing a bit of piano, though rarely is one seen hanging out in the low end and the melody. I thought bass is just like guitar right? This should be easy. You just play notes and sing and next thing you know you are famous right? Well it turns out playing bass and singing is akin to playing operation without looking while reciting Shakespearean verse. If you don’t believe me try it for yourself.

I attempted song after song, but it was to no avail. I figured maybe I’m just not good enough. To test my hypothesis I picked up a guitar and learned a couple chords and literally within 15 minutes I could play and sing any song consisting of the chords G, C, D and E minor which any musician would tell you is the chord progression for just about every song ever.

I was completely baffled at this point. Why couldn’t I just sing while playing music like all the guitarists out there? The answer lies in some technical music mumbo-jumbo which basically comes down to the bass part of a song counters the melody (the sung part) of the song and the brain has quite a bit of trouble doing two opposing actions at once. So now the real question is how in the world do these people do it?

Thus began my obsession. I poured over hours and hours of Geddy Lee, Paul McCartney, and Sting with a new found respect for what they were able to do. All three of them completely blew me away with their abilities. Then a girl by the name of Esperanza Spalding came in to my life. This Grammy winning jazz singer and bass player absolutely obliterated what I thought was possible in the realm of singing and bass playing.

With the divine inspiration I received from these bassists and their styles I painstakingly taught myself to play and sing. It eventually just came down to learning a song to the point it was muscle memory. After 5 or so years I could finally do it consistently. Even today after doing it for years I still find it challenging, but my bass heroes are testament that it is indeed doable.

Though You May Forget the Bassist, the Bassist Remembers You

As I said the first week I’m writing this blog to help bring marginalized bassists into the spotlight and to get things rolling I want to address a certain issues that has been bothering me quite a while. Back in high school I had a very beloved English teacher who the students had nicknamed “Daddy.” Now one of the reasons he was so well liked by my classmates (who were all guys being as I attended some hoity-toity private Catholic school) is that he felt that in order for students to grasp literature they also had to grasp music. Every Tuesday he would introduce the class to a new artist and have us analyze the lyrics.

For a bro from Michigan Daddy actually had a surprisingly diverse music taste ranging from classic rock to hip-hop to obscure indie-rock. Given my music background I absolutely loved these Tuesday forays into the music world until one fateful day when he decided to crash into some DMB. Now I have nothing against the one and only Dave Matthews Band, in fact, I think they are some of the greatest touring musicians in the world, it’s just Daddy made a fateful omission that left my bassist senses tingling, and not in the good way.

So I’m sitting in class content as humanly possible and he begins his discussion with his signature “Aah-kay class. Today we have one a band that I have personally seen 30-odd times” (as only can be expected given his heritage), “This band is made up of the virtuoso violinist Boyd Tinsley, the world’s greatest drummer Carter Beauford, and of course the brilliant Dave Matthews.”

At this moment my mind is racing. Every fabric of my being wants him to remember that he had forgotten to at least mention Stefan Lessard, the genius bassist and fourth member of the band, but alas it is all for not. Daddy continues unhindered to talk about the recently deceased saxophonist and some mind-numbing story about throwing frisbees at one of their shows completely unaware of the spite he has just cast upon me. I’m heartbroken. How could this happen? Even “Grey Street” can’t keep the rest of the class leaves a sour taste in my mouth.

This, my friends, is exactly the marginalization that I am fighting to end! Bassists are just as much a part of the band as any other musician so people should treat them like people! Viva la Revolucion! Okay maybe I’m getting carried away, but regardless us bass players could use a bit more respect. In the mean time watch Lessard tear it up.

Guitar vs. Bass

Last week I mentioned that many people look down on or ignore the bass guitar which is, I believe, due in part to an overall lack of knowledge on the subject. To remedy part of this problem do not know the difference between a bass guitar and a normal guitar. In order to lay this question to rest I decided it would be best to show a side by side comparison of the two instruments to really give the musical layperson an idea of how different these two instruments are. The bass guitar is on the left and the normal guitar is on the right.

The most obvious difference that one might be able to see is that the bass guitar lacks the B and e strings of a normal guitar (the two highest strings) and has a neck that is quite a bit longer than that of a guitar. If you are ever in doubt which is which just count the tuners on the head of the guitar. If it has six it is most likely a guitar. If it has any number less than six (usually four) it will undoubtedly be a bass guitar.  Now bear in mind there are exceptions to this rule, but they are rare enough that it should not be a problem.

Now that you know the difference between how the two instruments look, the next question is probably how do they differ in sound? One of the more subtle things that you probably cannot pick up from this picture is that the strings on a bass guitar are much thicker than those on a normal guitar. The combination of longer string length and larger strings gives the bass a much lower range of notes. Lower range of notes? But BassRespect my non-musically inclined brain cannot fathom the sound frequency differentiation of which you speak without concrete examples! If only someone could give me some sort of side-by-side comparison. Fret no more reader, for I have already prepared such a comparison!

Hopefully this shed a bit of light on the subject of sound.

Now that you know the difference between the two instruments in general looks and sound the next major thing on the agenda in my quest to enlighten the world is the argument for why the world needs the bass guitar, but just does not know it yet. If you want any further bass listening check this out:

My Morning Jacket: Holding on to Black Metal

Stay classy and don’t forget to respect the bass!

BassRespect – The Mission

Bass players, that shy species of musician who, unbeknownst too much of the western world, have been holding down the low end of the music you listen to, dance to, love to, cry to, and all manners of verbs to every day. I proudly count myself amongst their ranks just as my father before me. The unfortunate thing I have found is that, despite being in almost every form of western music imaginable, we, as a certain Mr. Dangerfield once said, can’t get no respect! It seems every time the musician question comes up (OMG you’re a musician!? What instrument do you play!?) I get one of two distinct reactions when I state that I am, in fact, a bassist. The first of which is the typical drop in excitement and the polite “Oh… that’s cool I guess” or the classic “what’s that?” Other musicians and many laymen, especially those who have experienced the unbelievably boring bass mode in guitar hero games, would say that we are simpletons. Needless to say, the stigma involved with my instrument of choice has brought me to the breaking point. With this blog I am setting out to conquer the adversity that has befallen bassists across the globe. I am making it my mission to raise awareness of this misunderstood and down trodden race.

It is not like the bass is some obscure instrument like a daxophone ( no offense to all the daxophonists out there); though for some reason the bass has taken on the role of the quiet, backstage player in modern music. Maybe this phenomenon is caused by the fact that to the untrained ear it might be a bit hard to pick out of the mix; though I can guarantee that if it was not there you would here that open space. If I asked you right now to name the lead singer or the lead guitarist of a band I am sure almost anyone could rattle off hundreds of names right of the top of their heads. Now if I asked the same question about bassists I would get blank stares and maybe a “Flea” or “McCartney,” but I am almost positive that’s as far as the list would go. Sorry folks the ignorance ends here.

As one might be able to see I have a very large task set in front of me. Next week I am going to start tackling this beast with an introduction to the instrument in question. I am also going to feature one bassist a week to get world familiar with the low end. Also for all my fellow bassists I will start gear and music reviews for you in the upcoming weeks. For now here is some recommended listening to familiarize all the folks out there with the sounds of the bass:

The Jackson 5: “I Want You Back”

Rick James: “Super Freak”

Stay classy and don’t forget to respect the bass!