So, yesterday afternoon, I played at the Bonanza Mexican Cantina in Virginia City, it was for the St. Patty's Day/Rocky Mountain Oyster Festival that they hold every year. The place was packed when I got there, around 2pm. There was a band playing, "Whiskey Low", kinda Classic Rock & Roll. Ok, I don't have time to water this down so I'll just call it as I see it. They were not very good, just mediocre. I played after them, starting at 3, going till 7. Then after me, another kinda Classic Rock & Roll band - same, very mediocre. I got there about an hour before starting time, so I heard the band for that hour. For the most part it was ho hum, a few people clapped and whistled, but for the most part, most people were just doing their own thing. They get done, I start playing. First song was Amarillo By Morning, making sure to not try to follow the loud Rock & Roll with more loud. By about the third song, people were singing along, hootin' and hollerin', a few were dancing, the energy level had gone up a few notches. So, for the four hours I played, it was a fun time, again, people singing along, hootin' and hollerin', a few dancing. The highlight, of course is when I bring out the fiddle, the folks don't hesitate to let everybody know how much they enjoy hearing a decent, hoedown sounding fiddle. The band scheduled after me came on, and just as with the first band, most people went back to doing their own thing, with the small handful clapping after some of the songs - energy level back down to almost zero. The reason I bring this up is, for the most part, management, ownership, booking agents - they either don't notice it, or they intentionally ignore it. I always saw it as part of my job to set the tone in a place. There are times when there are just a few people in, at which time I stay on the acoustic, sing laid back songs - same goes for when most people in the place are eating, I keep it down. When it's a bar thing, where people are ready to cut loose, I start with the upbeat songs, plug in my tracks (hopefully you read my entry where I explained the whole backing track thing that I do). By the way, today when the owner was paying me, he says, in his full Mexican accent, "Everybody like(s) you". It is nice when an owner appreciates what I do, and is not afraid to tell me. The two female bartenders, who seem to have somewhat of a problem with me (because of gossip), I know they hear the compliments from the people, but they have never once relayed any of it to me. It's not that I feel insulted by it, but I notice it, and I'm aware of what's behind it. Anyway, while this particular owner had told me many times how much he appreciates what I do for him, for the most part, as I said, managers and owners never show any kind of appreciation for what I do for them.
To add to the point I'm making here, I'm going to rewind back to the days at Pecos River Cafe - the Country dance hall I played in from 84 -88.I was the house band, played four nights a week, and they would have various other bands on the other three nights. On our nights, it was party time, hootin', hollerin', dancing, singing along, the energy level through the roof. The age group was 21 - 30 year olds for the most part, so they had the energy for all of it. Well, on occasion, I would stop in after playing another place, get done in time to stop in at Pecos before I head home. It was mostly Warren Johnson And The Gator Creek Band - and it was usually a Saturday night that I would stop in. The place was like a funeral parlor, people sitting at their tables looking like they just lost their last friend. While we had people lining up all the way down the stairs into the parking lot to get in on our nights, on those nights I stopped in, there were empty tables from about halfway to the back of the room. The dance floor would have a few people, but mostly people were just sitting. I also did stop by on a Saturday night when Nick Masters' band was playing. On this particular night, after he had been there a month or so, there was not ONE customer. It was the bartender, one waitress, and the doorman. The good thing that happened back then was that the people were not afraid to tell management when the band, the music, was bad, and they would not go in. This wasn't just at Pecos, this was any venue that had live music. It would be so great for that to be the case today, but sadly, it's not. People seem to go to a restaurant/bar, regardless of what is in there. They may just sit, but they're still in there.
I also remember a couple of young guys, one of whom had played with me in my very first band at Pecos when it was at its original location - in the Aiea Shopping Center; it was not a good time. He had left to go to California, then came back to Hawaii with a friend - a keyboard player from California. They were both around 22, 23 years old, cocky, arrogant, self righteous - oh, and very mediocre. It happened that my steel player at the time was going on vacation, so I hired them (after they kept after me) to play in my band for two weeks. Boy, what a disaster that was. They were both SO angry that Pecos had such a party atmosphere. The couple of times we'd had conversations about it, their tone was full of resentment, even outright hatred - for the fact that I was the one setting the tone. A couple of times, the keyboad guy - Tim - would come out with, "YEAH, THAT'S JUST PECOS". My guess is they could never have that kind of atmosphere in places they played. They would regularly throw this fiddle player - Tigar Bell - in my face. Being that I played fiddle, they were bound and determined to make sure they established his superior fiddle playing over mine. I've never had a problem with players who were better than me, but apparently, they did, and Tigar Bell wasn't the only one they felt the need to keep slinging at me every chance they got.
So, here I am, at almost 70 years old, still being able to get people having a good time wherever I play. I'm not saying "I'm packing 'em in", because unless there's a special event, no place I've played in the past 20 years or so has been packed, but the ones who are in these places - they have a good time, and some are not afraid to let me, AND the management know it. My tip bucket also speaks for itself. It's a bit sad that so many venue owners and managers have such fragile egos, and who take part in all the isms - nepotism, buddyism, druggyism, homeboyism, not to mention their silly prejudices and fragile egos. I've been in Reno for about eight months now, and it's still a struggle to get into most of the music venues here - as it has been everywhere I've been in the past 30 years or so. Lucky for me, there are 3 or 4 places so far where the owners and/or managers care about their customers, their till, their business, so especially during the summer, I have a full schedule, and I'm appreciated in the places I play.
Anyway, my main point was that I'm not sure if most people see the difference between when I play, and when other solos or bands play. I guess it's a little annoying that most of them don't - at least they don't show it if they do.
This Thursday I start in a new place - a tiki bar called "Pele Utu". We'll see how that goes.
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