Into the studio to jam with John and Salim, jamming as a three-piece with John on drums, Salim on bass, and me on electric 12-string. We found some good grooves, some catchy riffs, and some moody moments, we will continue with this approach tomorrow afternoon. There are many ways to write songs and jamming is one way as you land on things that you might not have found in your room on your bed with your acoustic guitar or sitting in your studio, playing along with a machine. People make a difference, you are playing off each other and playing your idea whilst listening to how the others react to it and vice versa, how you react to where they go. And most importantly, any train wrecks are irrelevant, you’re not after perfection, you’re after magic moments that come as much from risks as knowledge and giant leaps can end in oblivion or glory.
After John and Salim went home, Bob Suffolk arrived. He was a member of Fabulous Poodles (see In Deep) in the seventies and we had a great chat about the lads in his orbit, Bowie, Stevie Marriott, Peter Frampton, Kate Bush, and Del Palmer. He now designs studios, lives in Dallas and drives David Hasselhoff’s Bentley, haha, absurd but true.
Sarah, Olivia and I were off to Kroger’s to get groceries. We were cooking at Sarah’s house tonight, well actually I was watching them cook and I peeled Brussels sprouts which incidentally are called ‘rose cabbage’ in German – where does the Brussels bit come in?
Sarah has two ovens, so everything was roasted, I insisted on trying everything as it came out of the oven, just to check it was alright. Sarah gave us a lift back to the ranch, planning seshes for the week around the studio hours, including NJ Brian tomorrow at 9 AM.
Music today has been in contrast to what we listened to over dinner which was three Black Sabbath albums – Black Sabbath (1970), Sabbath Bloody Sabbath (1973), and half of Vol. 4 (1972). Whilst typing here I came across a video of a fellow analysing Karen Carpenter’s vocal on A Song for You, written by Leon Russell and it reminded me that one of the hits on this mellow middle-of-the-road but quite amazing album featuring Karen Carpenter’s beautiful voice, featured the song Goodbye to Love with the soaring fuzz guitar solo from Tony Peluso which I loved in the seventies when it came out. Peluso sadly died aged 60 in 2010, but his solo lives on – played directly into the desk from the fuzz pedal. Richard Carpenter commented that soft rock fans thought that “they had sold out”, horrified by the idea of using a fuzz box. If you watch what I’ve called ‘The mad whole soft rock light entertainment concert’ below, you may marvel at Karen’s drumming, her voice and the incredibly complex arrangement of the show (care of scary straight madman Richard), a spectacle in its own right, even if you can’t stand the music. Karen Carpenter tragically died as a result of her anorexia aged 32.