First I submitted my work for a job.
Then they said yes.
Then they told me how much money they could pay.
Then they said sorry that’s all there is. Then I said ok I’ll do it but You have to also make me a video for one of my songs
Presto we got a deal.
Like Sam Larkin often said to me,
“It’s about Quantity not Quality Bob” I guess that’s how it works making a career largely online, the more content the better.
One day many years ago a piano teacher showed me something which he said was trick used by Keith Jarrett. Basically the left hand would play any key – let’s say Bb – then the right hand would alternate using that left hand Bb for the 1 or the major 3rd or the 5th hence the right hand would play Bb major or D major or F major. A beautiful nice move.
So cool to listen to him speak accepting this award. I’ve listened to him with deep admiration since I was a teenager but never heard his speaking voice before. What a surprise (and no surprise) that he is reasoned and understandable. Why wouldn’t a genius musician be like that?
My favourite memory of those two weeks in Hollywood and the earlier audition in Toronto was when we went to the dailies of the scene we had been working on. It was a small screening room, Meryl Streep and Shirley MacLaine were sitting there with us and some crew members and the lights came up and everyone was silent waiting for Mike Nichols to respond. I thought it obvious he would say “ok we got that” but actually he was upset. “Fuck that gold curtain fucks it all up! Shit it should be silver!!” Then everyone else chimed in agreeing with him.
“Ya it’s horrible Mike.”
“All wrong that curtain. Gotta go.”
“Soooooo wrong. Fuck that curtain shoulda been silver for chrissakes.”
I thought they were all cowards. It was straight out of a Bugs Bunny cartoon. Big dog and a little dog and the little dog is changing his own opinions just to remain on the good side of the big dog.
But over years in the world of recording I often have had the experience that people I was working with didn’t necessarily tune into all the sounds that were my job to catch and repair or alter.
“You hear that?”
“Should I do it again?”
“Yes let’s do that again.”
So maybe the colour was totally wrong. How would I know?
Glad none of them noticed the piano was a midi keyboard.