This dude--let's just call him "JR"--well, he's got this knack. I mean,
like, this knack of getting his picture taken in the weirdest places on
earth. This catbird has a gift. One day I opened the paper and there he
was, JR in a sewer playing the trumpet, up to his knees in industrial
waste. Another time it was a picture of JR playing the horn while standing
atop the dome of the Mt. Palomar observatory. I'll never forget the thrill
of seeing him stranded on a rock 100 yards offshore Laguna Beach,
waiting for the tide to recede so that he could make it back to dry land
without getting his horn soaked.
After giving up on his search for the acoustically perfect sewer, JR
turned to the serious pursuit of finding suitable musical companions. He
played with most of the popular west coast dudes and attended thousands of
interminable blowing sessions at slimy bars, finally coming to the
realization that playing music with other people was extremely difficult to
make happen and was about as satisfying as selling mutual bonds.
All of JR's music is now created in his own personal studio. It is a
studio that consists of relatively modest equipment, but it represents a
total investment of time and money on JR's part. None of it was motivated
by anything other than self-preservation. None of this "Artist" shit. Just
an honest need to offset reality with an effective, personal weapon. Think
of the studio as the world's largest can of mace, being used in what is
probably a hopeless battle against a monstrous proliferation of
money-motivated crap that is for some reason referred to as music.
All of us lousy Americans who fancy ourselves creative musicians have
this crazy fantasy that we will be the first one in history to make a
living playing the most personal music in the world. Let's face it. Music
is personal, at least good music is, and there is absolutely no reason to
expect that someone else should like it. There is, however, one good
reason why someone should listen to new music, and that is because they
have never heard it before. I can absolutely guarantee that if you continue
to come back to www.tcab.net, you will hear music like you have never
heard before.
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