After a long layoff devoted to recording new material, Scamper was set to reconvene last night in my basement rehearsal space to prepare for the big show on Friday February 23 at TT the Bears in Cambridge as part of the 2-night CD release party of that insufferable jerk Jason Dunn's band The Luxury. It was time to pull out the space heater and get ready to annoy my neighbors with some loud-ass rusty rock-and-roll.
Unfortunately, adult life intervenes as usual. Keith Daddy had to live up to his name and play daddy to his 2-year old with a bad case of food poisoning. I swear, I don't know why Gerber continues to make that "Ten Day-Old Shrimp-Flavored" baby food. It just doesn't make sense from a business perspective. But with Mr. "I Don't Know Any Music Ever" gone, it only meant one thing:
The triumphant return of The Gist.
For those of you new readers, the three remaining members of Scamper have a secret identity: the cover band that really doesn't know how the entire song goes. We just sort of start, figure it out as we go along, get to a bridge or other part we don't know and sputter to an ugly, incoherent stop. At that point, we turn to the (imaginary) audience and say, "Eh... you get the gist." If you think about it, the audience already knows how the song goes. It would be insulting for us to "learn" it and "play it correctly." That shit is so hack.
Last night, the Gist actually showed some improvement. We managed to make it through at least three songs (two of them, oddly enough, by the band Soul Asylum) beginning to end with minimal fuck-ups. More importantly, we stumbled upon a cover song that possibly we just might pull out at the TT's show next Friday. Maybe.
You'll have to come to the show to find out. Long live the Gist.
Unfortunately, adult life intervenes as usual. Keith Daddy had to live up to his name and play daddy to his 2-year old with a bad case of food poisoning. I swear, I don't know why Gerber continues to make that "Ten Day-Old Shrimp-Flavored" baby food. It just doesn't make sense from a business perspective. But with Mr. "I Don't Know Any Music Ever" gone, it only meant one thing:
The triumphant return of The Gist.
For those of you new readers, the three remaining members of Scamper have a secret identity: the cover band that really doesn't know how the entire song goes. We just sort of start, figure it out as we go along, get to a bridge or other part we don't know and sputter to an ugly, incoherent stop. At that point, we turn to the (imaginary) audience and say, "Eh... you get the gist." If you think about it, the audience already knows how the song goes. It would be insulting for us to "learn" it and "play it correctly." That shit is so hack.
Last night, the Gist actually showed some improvement. We managed to make it through at least three songs (two of them, oddly enough, by the band Soul Asylum) beginning to end with minimal fuck-ups. More importantly, we stumbled upon a cover song that possibly we just might pull out at the TT's show next Friday. Maybe.
You'll have to come to the show to find out. Long live the Gist.
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Happy Valentine's Day!
How does "Hey Jealousy" go? I'd like to play "Hey Jealousy."
How does "Hey Jealousy" go? I'd like to play "Hey Jealousy."
Well, I guarantee it's in the key of E. In the land of the Gist, ALL songs are in the key of E.
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