Hi, Frank Neumann schrieb: > _IF_ :-) we do some kind of live music, I hope we'll also manage to > record it somehow, and encode/provide that later. I'm _very_ curious > right now, though, what kind of music will evolve out of this :-).
I think, it would be so much fun to record something. I has been years since I have played with other 'musicians' (yes, that's true) I stopped playing in bands, when I was a big follower of 'Grunge' music. The older ones here will remember that term. I saw Nirvana before you saw Nirvana ;) The band that is. I'll tell you why I stopped then. As a saxophone player it was hard to get into a hardcore band. Then I decided: "Frank, what you're missing is distortion and wahwah." I went into a guitar shop where I bought distortion and wahwah, you know, those little boxes you can step hard on. I had met two cool guys, a drummer and a bassist, who were doing an instrumental Space-Rock-Dub-Speed-Metal kind of music like I was quite into those days. A bit like Blind Idiot God, if someone still knows this strange american trio. Those friends of mine even had a room to rehearse. It had high humidity, but otherwise was quite ok. But they didn't have a guitarist that's why I saw my big chance coming. Yes, I was gonna be famous. I had distortion and wahwah. Okay, I had short hair, they had hair to the *ss, but we didn't care. So one day, I went to rehearse with them. It was very unformal like "let's jam a bit, have some fun." So I put on my saxophone, plugged the mike into the distortion, the distortion into the wahwah or I plugged them the other way around, don't remember. Then I blew my heart out. But there was not distrotion, and there was no wahwah. In fact, there wasn't even a saxophone, there only was feedback, uncontrollable feedback. I couldn't really play anything: either I couldn't be heard at all or I could only produce scccrrreeeettchheeeescreetch. A year later, those guys made a record, but I don't remember its name. And I started to get into computers. Regards, -- Frank Barknecht
