A
view from the inside...
April
28, 2006
, 8pm
Mad
Art Gallery
, St. Louis
Tom
Byrne, Walker McClellan, Dan Rubright,
Todd
Mosby,
Lliam Christy and Dave Black (guitars)
Henry
Claude (percussion)
Jeff
Hoard (tuba)
Program:
The
Page Henry Claude
Guitar
Circus Todd Mosby
The
Dawn Tom Byrne
Break
Down The Levee Jeff Hoard
Ode
to Joe Dan Rubright
Rumba
de Azul Lliam Christy
Aisha
Walker McClellan
I
wouldn't have it any other way Henry Claude
The
Page Henry Claude
This
concert was initiated by percussionist Henry Claude. Henry is a talented
guy, a superb percussionist. The venue is interesting. It's an old
police station and displays a cell in its left-over state on the way into
the hall where the music is played. One of the participants told me he spent
a short time there when it was really a cell! Outside is a courtyard where
there is fireplace and where you can smoke if you want. There are various
bits of art here and there and when the audience appeared it was all pretty
cozy. Josh Riggs did the sound. He's very good.
Each
player (or nearly so) contributed a piece. Most of the pieces were jazz
tunes. I'm not especially good at doing that, but exhibit a certain
willingness to give it a go. Some of the "charts" were just
pencil scribblings with lots of changes. Tom Byrne writes rich and
eloquent chords and while I was, at the first rehearsal, enjoying the
intricacies of the first one, several bars went on without the benefit of
myownself actually playing. Luckily, Tom knew me well enough to give me
further clues as to what to play and in the end his was not one of the
"problem" pieces.
Henry's
was the worst: illegible, with an insane roadmap which changed daily (it
actually became 2 (3?) pieces the day of the gig) and has probably changed
since! I was lost most of the time. He seemed to like it.
Todd's
piece was impossible (for me) to play as written but I managed to write a part that
was almost playable at the indicated tempo. Unfortunately, in the
performance I got lost going back and forth between parts and blew the
ending. I'd like a chance to do that one again. It was an interesting,
well-thought-out piece.
My
favorite was Dan Rubright's "Ode to Joe", a quirky, precious
little piece with banjos and colorful percussion.
My
own addition was the first tune I wrote for the Great Flood Band (originally
Victoria
Gough, Tom Byrne, Blake Travis & me) in 1993, retooled for the Circus
with Tom Bryne playing lead. Tom is a great player. He did a great job.
Hear
the Great Flood Band play Break Down
The Levee (©
1993)
(Victoria
Gough, vocal; Tom Byrne, guitar; Jeff Hoard, electric tuba; Gari Perez,
drums; Jim McClaren, harmonica)
Actually,
I suppose, each of the players had something to add from their own
perspective that would have been very interesting, especially to other
guitar players. Dave Black played on exceptionally fine solo (I can't
remember which piece, maybe Walker's?) and Todd Mosby's Imratgitar was
interesting to hear. Lliam added thumb piano to my tune which fused a
Lynchian electronic buzz onto the overall sound, with tremolo even. Very
psychedelic.
At
the end of the day I hope that I added something to the mix, especially for
the composers (they know who they are) who actually considered that they
were writing for the tuba and tried to add something to my
experience. I even tried to add something of the tuba's uniqueness to each
of the works of those composers who did not consider that they
were writing for the tuba at all, but for an electric or midi bass or even
percussion. I used both my F and CC tubas, electrically and acoustically.
Finally,
in the program, my bio was truncated in order to make room for some made-up
prattle about cheese. The bio I actually submitted appears below:
Jeff
Hoard is the old geezer we got to play tuba 'cause he works cheap and has a
bunch of tubas. Mr. Hoard has performed the world over with a stunning
variety of musical organizations and until last Wednesday was one of the
most recorded tubists in history. His favorite color is blue, he enjoys
vibrant sunsets, long walks on the beach and is deathly afraid of Peeps. He
believes life is a metaphor for baseball. When asked recently if he had
heard Jeff's last concert, Yo-Yo Ma responded, "I certainly hope
so!"