In the year that the Sex Pistols played their final show and the Dead
Kennedys played their first concert, I made my first attempt at doing
the rock band thing. Prior to this foray I had only penned songs to try
to win the hearts of cute girls. At that time, I was more of a follower
and as I had followed my big brother Hans into high school wrestling, I
had followed him into music. He played guitar, was self taught and had a
knack for writing some catchy music. I got my hands on a drum kit, was
schooled at drumming by a friend and I guess my musical journey began.
Along with my friends Mark D. and Matt D. a band started to
form.
We must of got thousands of cardboard egg crates from my
uncle and proceeded to frame, drywall and attached all these egg crates
to the inside of my parents garage to make a rehearsal space. My parents
seemed to gladly give up the space for the car. They were always
supportive of our endeavors. Even the misguided ones.
To make a
long story short. Many bands sprung forth from that first one. Over time
band members changed and I had gravitated to guitar and songwriting. We
had some silly names and wore some even sillier clothes but looking
back, those were some of the happier moments of my life. There is
nothing quite like spilling your guts to an audience through your songs
even though it can be a scary thing.
Back then I took it all too
seriously. I regret many of my decisions and lament some things that
happened, one being losing my musical relationship with my brother. He
left the band early on and I always wonder what would of happened if
this brotherly core had stuck together.
After what was a really
great show at the Starwood in Hollywood, I summarily quit / broke up the
band. It is too complicated, too stupid to explain why but in a moment
of personal insanity I ran away from music.
The crazy thing is
that I ran away completely. I sold all my gear (and I had quite a lot of
stuff from guitars, amps, to drum kits). After that period, I didn't
really touch a guitar or write for at least 15 years.
During those
years alot of great things happened. I got married to the love of my
life. I had 3 kids who I absolutely love more than anything. One
day, I spotted a piece of crap acoustic guitar at a yard sale and
purchased it. It came in handy to play background music as I made up
stories to lull my kids to sleep. Slowly I began to write again. More
years went by and eventually my friend Mark and I started to
throw down some songs using Cakewalk. It was all just for fun, it is all
quite lo fi. As more time went by and life got busy, I seemed to lose
my relationship with songwriting again. My kids grew up and one of my
daughters got involved with music. I taught her some preliminary guitar
but overall she taught herself.
Over time,
this happened and that and now she is doing quite well in her band.
Seeing her play pulled my heart back into things musical. Last year
(2010) through Facebook of all things, I hooked up with my friend and
awesome musician Matt D. and along with Mark D. and another great
musician Mike H. we have been jamming and recording a bit. Not
sure where this will go but every day up in Mark's garage (Gabby Road
Studios) were blessed days.
To this day, I still struggle with
putting my music out in the public arena and consequently some times it
just seems easier to bang out stuff on guitar and sing to the computer.
It is as much therapy for me as it is songwriting.
I have been
involved in my own music blog American Pancake and also been writing
songs when I feel the need to. It struck me about a month ago that it is
time to just put some of my stuff out there.
I plan on recording more- hopefully less lo-fi in 2012. I guess I just have to as the songs won't stop bouncing in my head.
take care and thanks for giving my stuff a listen-
Ellogoods
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