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Dudley's Studio Pt 1 

Dudley's Studio Pt 1 ~Transition~

 

“I want you, (to) show me the way,” (this thing works),is a phrase that kept running through my head as I tried to figure out the complicated connections of the SSL! Progress has been slow. Reading the manual on-line. So:

 

The next step was to unpack all of my studio gear. After 30 years of recording at home, I have amassed a HUGE amount of cables, connectors, power adaptors and miscellaneous gadgets. Question: Do I really need 135 RCA cables…?

 

I have a large pile of midi cables for someone that doesn’t play keyboards. It took me a few hours to sort through all of the old stuff. Some I trashed; but I kep most of it. If some obscure cable or connector is needed, chances are I have one, or maybe even two or three.

It is nice that I can set up all my amps at once! Lots of room for that. The studio is wired so that I can be in the control room, and plug either my instrument or speaker cable into the wall and patch it to any amp or speaker cabinet in the tracking room, and a few other rooms in the house.



As I said in the last blog, I needed help getting any sound through the speakers- the mound of cables under the console looks like a barber shop floor on the Predator’s home planet…



When I was able to set up my computer, I decided to get a jam playlist going on iTunes and see if I could mic an amp up. Amp> microphone > mic input #1 on the panel > input of channel #1 on the SSL… and… BOOM, there it was. Sounded great, too. Nice pre-amp and EQ on each channel in the board. It may sound ridiculous, but I was very proud of this minor accomplishment.

I was a bit surprised that Mr. Frampton left behind almost all of the studio furniture, which includes a beautiful leather couch, tables, lamps and a couple of Tibetan rugs. Apparently his new studio is furnished. BONUS. Lots of bonuses with this studio (you'll see). The Control room has a great vibe- lots of warm colors, dimmers on all of the lights, and a big window that overlooks the back yard. The house faces west by southwest, and there is great light late in the day.

I can't wait to get this thing dialed and get to work!

10/03/2013

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Peter Frampton's Studio Pt 2 

Part II - Moving In

We moved in to our new house mid-August. Exactly one week before the kids started school. “Ready, FIRE, Aim” is what I called this process. A bit sloppy, but it worked. (And no one was injured.)

Mr. Frampton was on tour until the end of August, and asked if he could leave his studio equipment in the house
until mid-September. This included (not kidding) 30 guitar amplifiers, speaker cabinets, tape machines, drum sets, cables, microphones, etc… . He had to finish the tour before he could get organized in Nashville, and send for his gear.

This wasn’t much of a problem, and I was happy to comply because it was a huge task to unbox and put away all of our stuff, let alone start on the studio.

I have had a few houses over the last 25 years, and I have to say that Mr. Frampton was the most gracious homeowner I have ever bought a house from. It takes years of living in it to master all of the idiosyncracies of a home, and this one has a lot of 'personality'. Alarms, coded doors, 6,423 light switches, sensors and a 13 zone sprinkler system posed unusual challenges, but he was immediately available to help me figure everything out.

It is a bit strange, having one of your guitar heroes help you get the sound system in the basement working.  Over the phone. On a tour bus somewhere in Texas.

When Frampton's tour was finished, a production service was scheduled to come and remove all of the gear, and Peter himself would be here as well to make sure they had gotten everything.

Two huge box trucks arrived, and six burly dudes began packing up the studio, except for the mixing console. It turns out that he would be moving his recording gear into a studio in Nashville, but they already had a on just like it down there, and a bit newer. I made a deal to keep the SSL here in the house. (Way cool.) Now he didn’t have to remove the windows to get it out of the room!

So the doorbell rings in the early afternoon, and here he is: Mr. Peter Frampton! My wife and one of my daughters answered the door with me and we said “Welcome home!” Hahaha...

I found some scattered personal items of his around the house, and made sure he got them. He showed me a few things that I should know around the house- like an alarm linked to a water sensor that will warn you if the basement is flooding, and where the hide-a-key was stashed. He hung around for a few hours and we got to chat about the house, did he like Cincinnati and his killer Guitar Circus tour.

I realized that we had some things in common: we both save EVERYTHING! Every manual, every remote control, any kind of gizmo adaptor. (See wifey? It's not just ME!) And dimmers- they're everywhere. I love dimmers on the lights. You can really dial in the mood with the proper lighting. First thing I did when we moved into my last house was to put dimmers on about 20 light switches. And the obvious similarities; we both are songwriters and lead guitarists, gear heads, and lovers of German cars.

What impressed me about the man most was that he is completely down-to-earth, and one of the most gracious gentlemen I have ever met. Not only has been wildly successful in his career, but he sets a great example as a human being. He is generous and kind of spirit. It would be great to get to know him better.

(It must be tough being a celebrity and having to frequently interface with people that may treat you only like what they picture you to be- instead of who you really are.)

Anyway, back to the studio: with everything cleared out I could start moving my stuff in and try to make noise in there. Yeeha!

Funny thing is, it took a visit from his local sound engineer to make the proper connections so I could listen to iTunes or a CD in there! My old studios were like riding a bike, and this new one is like flying a helicopter. How do you turn this damn thing on?

~Steep learning curve in the road ahead~


09/23/2013

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Peter Frampton's Studio Pt 1 

“Peter Frampton Has Moved To Nashville”

“Cincinnati has lost its British rock star. Peter Frampton has moved back to Nashville…”

On Jan. 23, he wrote on his Facebook page that furniture was starting to arrive in his new digs.
He tweeted:

“Sunny Cinci in my studio again. Have to move all this to Nashville. Console orig came in the window. Will have to go out same way. Oiy!”


From the Cincinnati Arts Blog: http://cincinnati.com/blogs/arts/2013/02/05/peter-frampton-has-moved-to-nashville/

Of course, everyone in my old neighborhood knew that Mr. Frampton lived close by, but exactly where was a closely guarded secret. And even if you knew the address, good luck finding it. GPS’s misplace it. Even the Fed Ex people have a hard time with it.

He listed the home for sale in June of 2012, and it sat there on the market for an entire year! Turns out no one really knew what to make of the fact that it has a HUGE recording studio in the basement.

What does all this have to do with me?

Turns out my wife and daughters enjoyed Cincinnati, and our visit with our family. So much so, that they really wanted to move.

In June.

And school starts in August...

So we looked at a bunch of houses and I immediately knew which one was Frampton’s. (The guitar amp collection was the giveaway.) But it didn’t have a pool, or much of a yard, so we kept looking. But compared to all the other houses we saw, it really stood out; it has a great vibe to it. Nice big decks that face the woods, and a fantastic kitchen and family room. Add to that the world-class recording studio, and it was hard to deny that this was the one for us.

My brother remarked that there is only ONE person that would appreciate this house, and possibly want to live in Cincinnati, and that was ME. He was right. What would Joe Blow do with the studio, set up foosball and ping-pong?! That would be a crime.

I have always had a studio of some sort wherever I lived, since I got my first multi-track recorder in 1984. I have made do in boxy rooms, put amps under the stairs and in closets, and even recorded drums in a tiny hallway. Never did I imagine that I would have a studio in my house that was every bit as good as Seattle’s Studio X or London Bridge where I have recorded most of my albums.

You think to yourself, “one day I'll…” and then you wake up and that day is today.
As an artist, the coolest thing about this whole deal is that what Mr. Frampton started will continue, full speed ahead!


~next week: moving into the studio~

09/17/2013

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European Tour 2013 

Spring 2013 European Tour Blog

This was our second tour of Europe, the first one completed in January of 2012. All of the shows on the first tour were in the Netherlands, thanks to a booking agent that saw some promise in us. He only books shows in the Netherlands. On this return trip however, he managed to get us a show in Belgium, and one in Germany, outside of his normal venues.

Touring outside the states is logistically challenging: it’s not easy to take all of your instruments, amplifiers and merchandise on the airplane with you. So, I packed a few effects pedals, a box of strings and slung my guitar over my shoulder and called it good.

Luckily, I was introduced to a German guitar amp builder who likes to work with American artists touring the EU. He makes fantastic amps, and was even willing to let me borrow his Les Paul knock off in addition to his amp head and speaker cabinet. Ralf from Tonehunter amps also assembled a pedalboard with some of his and some of my pedals. He knows that it is tough to get started playing in Europe, and he is willing to help artists get started. He also benefits from people seeing players use his gear. Ralf’s equipment is fantastic, and I even bought one of his amps after this tour was finished and he’s shipping it to North Carolina for me! It is really important to have these kinds of relationships to get the ball rolling for a foreign act.


                         ~Tonehunter Head and Cabinet~

On the first tour we hired a Dutch drummer, Theo Thumper to round out our three piece band. This time we decided to bring Chris Leighton from Seattle with us to pound the skins. This means that we had to rent a larger vehicle, get more beds in hotels and find a drum kit! Luckily on the last trip we made a great friend from one of the venues we played in eastern Holland who is a drummer. Anko Lammers from Almelo was kind enough to let us use his kit, stay at his house and rehearse before the tour. To us, Anko is a great example of the people you get to know through touring over there – he loves music and making new friends. Even though his club (Café Dr. Rock) closed down, he was happy to see us again. We love Anko and his family; they are fun to hang with. He actually wears wooden shoes. (Size 13) Also, he has quite a collection of Whiskeys and Scotch- and we helped him deplete his supply! Whaaaaahaha.


                                           ~Anko's Shoes~

After flying into Cologne, Germany, I spent the day with Ralf from Tonehunter. We got the guitar gear together and he also lent us a bass amp for John to use. The record label sent CDs to his place to sell at the shows, and the t-shirts (made in Germany) were shipped there as well. The next day, I loaded up the VW Transporter and headed for Geleen, NL to visit some other friends we made on the last tour to pick up the Left For Dead CDs and Highway 99 DVDs we left with them. After a nice breakfast, I headed to Schipol airport in Amsterdam to pick up John and Chris.

We spent the first night at Anko’s place, rehearsed and sampled some of Anko’s whiskey. He has a nice apartment above a garage-like structure on his property where his band rehearses.



The next day we headed south to a town called Groesbeek to play in a small bar where the Bluesmoose radio show interviewed me and recorded us playing about 15 songs. (Note to self: do this towards the end of the next tour after we hit our stride.) A few people came to watch the taping, and dropped a few Euros into a hat for us. We stayed above the bar in guest rooms that night. It is common to play a bar that is owned and operated by a family that lives in the building. The atmosphere in these venues is not unlike playing at their house- each bar has it’s own unique personality that is a combination of the owner’s tastes and the history of the building itself. Most of these are several hundred years old! Another example of Dutch hospitality--they fed us before and after the show! The after show meal was a huge pile of different sausages, not sure what animal or what part of the animal was used, better not to ask.

The next day we drove through some farm fields by a few Belted Galloway cows. You don’t see those very often. We hit a music store in Rijmegan (try to pronounce that correctly) to get a couple of drum heads and a tambourine stick on our way back to Anko’s place in Vriezenveen. (We called it freezing brain.) That night we played at Café Belgie in Almelo. We had a nice crowd that night – the place was 75% full, and had a nice stage and monitors.

It was a short drive the next day westward to Dordrecht to play the Jazzpodium, a blues and jazz place we played last year. They were happy to have us back, and said we had made a good impression last time. I was a bit surprised by this- they have a lot of quieter acts, and if you read the blog from the trip in 2012, you’ll remember that they have the sound meter that will cut the power if you are too loud. They had to disconnect it last time to get us through the gig.

The place was packed, and we played a couple of encores. We stayed again at the historic Hotel Dordrecht which is not the plushest place you will ever stay, but has an unmistakably old word charm to it. Dordrecht has some of the oldest architecture we saw, and many of the brick houses that line the streets are canted at odd angles because of their age and the soft ground. Chris and John climbed the 200 foot tower of Grote Kerk, a massive cathedral built in the 1400’s, and then found themselves locked inside. Luckily they were rescued and were able to play the gig.

The next morning we headed east into Germany to Isernhagen, a town just outside of Hannover, where the record label M.i.G. has its offices. We were looking forward to our first show in Germany, but were disappointed to hear that the attendance would be low because two German soccer teams were playing that night in the international championship in London.

But there were about 70 that attended, and they struck me as the ‘hard core’ blues rockers. A couple of them had the first Left For Dead CD’s that I had made and sold to a German mail order catalog before I signed the deal with M.i.G. We were not prepared for multiple encores, and only played two. Next time we will have 3 or 4 up our sleeve.

The venue in Isernhagen, the Blues Garage is owned and operated by a guy named Henry (we nicknamed him Baron von Henry), who built the venue in an industrial warehouse that he was using to store his massive American car collection. He has a neat old Cadillac limo and a Cadillac branded mobile home, among other things. He struck me as part Dale Chihuly, who almost obsessively collects all kinds of strange items. The stage is built on top of a ‘67 Caddy, and the soundboard is housed in an old Pontiac. We stayed at his “Motel California” where he lives, which looks like a traditional motel, but is only for bands. I haven’t seen a better collection of rock and blues memorabilia outside of Seattle’s Experience Music Project!

Each room was decorated with a dense collection of guitars, posters, amplifiers, movie projectors, etc. all of which worked. John stayed in the “Southern Rock Room”, decorated with paraphernalia from Dickey Betts, Skynyrd and Molly Hatchet, and Chris got the “Drummer’s Room”.

The motel lounge was done up in Victorian style, with huge stuffed chairs and ornate cabinets. It was crammed with Rolling Stones mementos, posters, snow globes, throw pillows.

And a snifter of brandy...

Rising early, and having breakfast in Baron von Henry’s 1950’s diner room (complete with an extensive model fire truck collection) we hit the autobahn and headed back to the Netherlands for an afternoon gig in Assen. Assen is a cute little town, and we played in a bar that has been under the same ownership for 35+ years. The matron of the place lives upstairs, and fixed a nice dinner for us. She had an old jukebox with 45’s from the 50’s that Chris and John thoroughly investigated.

Sunday afternoon gigs start around 5 or 6 pm. They are a bit tougher to play, especially when we don’t get enough sleep the night before, but this one went smoothly.

The next day we drove to Baarn to do an interview and performance for a radio show. The weather was nice, so we hung out in a cafe where coffee turned into beer...

That night after the radio interview, we headed back to Anko’s place and slept until 11 AM the next morning. We decided to take the train to Amsterdam and visit the Rijksmuseum, where there is a great collection of 16th century paintings, including a huge Renoir.

Getting a late start, we didn’t hit the museum until about 2:30, and just as we were about to see the huge Renoir, the alarm went off and we had to clear the building. I suppose it was a drill, because they let us all back in in 30 minutes, but not before we could snap a few pics out front.

A bit tired from 6 shows in a row, we called an audible and stayed at a Holiday Inn Express on the outskirts of town so we could sample an Argentinian steakhouse and stumble through the city at night. The town was bustling with tourists, and it was fun to wander the city streets and canals.

Back at HQ, we were pleased to hang out with some of Anko’s band members, and we sampled some fine Whiskeys. We slept like bags of rocks...

On Thursday we drove south to Belgium. The rolling countryside and steep hills made Verviers visually a contrast to the flat Holland landscape. That night we played “Spirit of 66”, a blues rock venue that has been around for awhile. Notables such as Walter Trout, Joe Bonamassa and Government Mule have gigged there. The stage was great, complete with a big PA and lights. Being a weeknight, and also challenged with the fact that this was the French part of Belgium (all of our press had been in either Dutch or German), the attendance was sparse but engaged.

One of the best breakfasts was waiting for us though- French pastries! Oh yeah. I finished all the chocolate croissants...

Originally we did not have a gig on Friday night, the 31st of May, but fortunately we ran into Liesbeth val Hal at the gig in Dordrecht. She asked if we needed to fill any dates, that she knew a place in Oss... So we got lucky and played a nice little club called The Machinist, which was right by the train station. Thank you Liesbeth! Also, we stayed at the nicest hotel of the trip there- Hotel de Weverij. I wanted to ship the cool purple chair in my room back to the states. Some day all of the hotels should be that nice! The place was packed and we were happy to play three sets, remembering some old stuff we used to play in our side project, The Quantum Mechanics. This was also the first club we played where everyone was smoking... ughhh....

Saturday found us heading south and east to Zeeland (locals are quick to point out that Holland is to the north) in a town we played the last time around called The Lane. Tired from the night before, we headed straight to the hotel to take a nap before sound check. Apparently, this was a faux pas, the owner of the club Jaap took this as an insult, and came and unceremoniously woke us up. So much for our nap...

The Lane is a cool little place run by a single family. They have a performance hall behind the bar and a blues club with enough members to support international acts. Great stage and PA as well. I have to say, for me this was the best gig of the tour. We had worked out all the kinks at this point, and had a nice array of hand signals and cues for dynamics and song ending punches. We even pulled out the James Brown “hit it and quit it” five-punch! Hahaha...

The next day was pretty nice outside (most of the trip was cloudy and rainy- like Seattle weather) and it made the drive north to Spijkenisse beautiful. We saw with our own eyes how the sea on one side of a dike, and the land on the other, some 30 feet or more below sea level. Creepy!

Our last show, not too far outside of Rotterdam was in the Cafe des Fles, a quasi-biker bar. It was a lot like the Machinist- small stage, lots of smoking, but everyone had a great time.

It seems like once we hit our stride, the tour was over. The next trip will definitely have more shows, so maybe we can really do some damage as the tour progresses.

06/20/2013

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Deep Deep Blue 

Well, 2013 has started off with a bang! I am releasing my next album, Deep Deep Blue on May 7th. It feels good to finally release DDB - I think I twiddled with it for too long. That's what happens when you do most of the work yourself... Thanks to John Kessler (bass, producer) for pushing me to get 'er done! I think there is alot of good stuff on there- more songs in the Spaghetti Western style - "Bandit Queen" and "God Forbid," a nice slow blues tune that has an edge - "Deep Deep Blue," some funky blues "Feeling Good Now," some Americana vibe "Wishing Well" and "Shanks Akimbo," a couple of tongue-in-cheek pieces "The Waiting" and "Satify You," and a few covers of GREAT songs - Bob Dylan's "Meet Me In The Morning," Freddie King's "Palace of The King" and Lou Reed's "Sally Can't Dance." Thanks to Lukas Nelson for playing "Meet Me In The Morning" at a show in Seattle- I never thought of that songs in more of a blues/rock context. I took his version and then poured some gas on it. It's hard to deny the fun of Freddie King's boasting in "Palace of The King." And who would have thought of doing a Lou Reed song on a blues album? Hahaha... It is so fun to play that one.

I hope everyone reading this will get the whole album - there are so many sides to it. Sometimes I think my albums might be too eclectic, but isn't Led Zeppelin IV? My favorite albums take listeners on a journey. It's hard to listen to 12+ songs that all sound the same. Gets tiring to the ear. Maybe this is where my ADD is a plus?

I have had lots of time to wrote more new soings as well, and I have 9 or so ready for the next CD. I am pleased to say that the next album will be produced by blues heavyweight Tom Hambridge. He has done the last few Buddy Guy records, George Thorogood, Susan Tedeschi, and wrote a few tunes on ZZ Top's new album El Futuro. He has won multiple Grammys... Thsi should be fun to say the least! Stay tuned for more info about this one...

All is good here in North Carolina - I am playing more and more shows, and the Harley enthusiasts are sniffing around... The weather is nice, and WOW, what a great place to really DRIVE your car - windy roads, and ebveryone drives really FAST!!

LOOKOUT.

03/03/2013

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North Carolina Blues 

So it’s been a year since I moved to Chapel Hill from North Carolina. I lived in Seattle since the summer of 1990. That was the longest I have ever been in one place.

It all started in Washington DC. I was born there back in ’66 on the 4th of July. I have absolutely NO memory of DC, since we moved to Cincinnati in ’68. I spent my childhood years there in a great stone house on 5 acres. Mostly woods, all hilly. I remember the trees, the plants, the ivy. The swimming hole, the schools, the Big Wheel, the Tony-the-Tiger bowling set. Watching TV on Saturdays – Petticoat Junction, Green Acres, Gomer Pyle, Star Trek.

Then when I was 10, my parents divorced and I moved to Philadelphia with my Mom and my new step-dad. We lived there for 18 months. It was good to be so close to my Grandparents on my Mother’s side. “Mother and Daddy W” we called them.

Then we moved to Houston Texas for 18 months. Talk about culture shock. Magnified by the southern twang of Texas “kickers’ – cowboy hats, drawling swagger. We had our own swimming pool. In Texas, I discovered the guitar. A friend of mine turned me on to rock ‘n’ roll. Ted Nugent, Kiss, The Who, Rush, Foghat, ZZ Top! Bell bottom jeans, Gass shoes, strobe lights and fuzzy black light posters. I smoked my first joint and went to Astroworld amusement park. Crazy days. I used to sneak out at night and meet my friends on our bikes and walk around the Houston Galleria mall when it was being built. I wouldn’t want my kids doing that these days! My neighbor had a trampoline and a guitar, and I helped wear them both out.

Then in the fall of ’79, we moved to Indianapolis. I called it Indianoplace. It seemed so small after Houston. But I found a great guitar teacher, and he showed me scales and barre chords and distortion. But the people were very nice. I made good friends, and had a moped. I was free moving. Those were the days.

For 10th grade, I had the opportunity to go to prep school in Connecticut. I didn’t want to go, didn’t want to leave my friends, but I knew that very few of us get these kinds of opportunities, so I went. Tore my mom’s heart in two.

I was there for three years and got to see New England. Boston, Hartford, NYC. It was cool! I made some great and close friends, got to play lots of music. Saw the Greatful Dead play “St. Stephen” in Hartford. Turned in my homework and even went to class occasionally.

Then out to LA. Well, not really LA, but San Bernadino about 1 hour east. College. I knew I wanted to just play guitar, but thought I ought to get my shit together and learn something. I found sociology and philosophy interesting. I made the dean’s list my last few years. After four years there, I moved in to LA, mid-Wilshire area. Lived with the “Dust Brothers” – friends form college. Adam Yauch lived in the same building for awhile. I tried to find a good band, but it was all about the image. I have (had) terrible hair. In the summer of ’90 I heard the Mother Love Bone EP, “Apple”. It resonated heavily with me. It was REAL music. Wow. I drove up to Seattle and stayed for 2 weeks. It was great, so I moved up there.

So I really have relocated quite a bit. I have kept in touch with my friends from Cincy and Indianapolis. They have a different perspective on life having lived in the same place. They have long lasting deep friendships. But they haven’t quite seen all I that I have.

Touring with Sweet Water and Second Coming showed me the other nooks and crannies of the US. I have been in all 50 states. Played gigs in something like 48 of them. Eaten the best and the worst food. City centers and strip malls, movie theaters and coffee shops. Stinky bars and frat houses. Disneyworld and Disneyland. Great intelligence and absolute ignorance. When you get exposed to a good cross-section of people, you realize what works for you and what doesn’t.

One thing’s for sure, I have moved around a lot. Staying in Seattle for 21 years was a long time. I felt like it was time to turn the page, to start a new chapter. I wanted to show my wife and kids some of the diversity I experienced when I was younger. I also wanted my teenage girls to have their own sink. And Seattle certainly changed a lot since I moved there. It got more crowded and expensive. It’s tough to make things work on a musician’s wages.

I did some great work in Seattle. Things I am very proud of. I made excellent friends. But at a certain point in the last few years, it seemed like the progress stopped. Sometimes to grow you have to get out of your comfort zone. We only get to be on this planet for a short while, so don’t stagnate. “When we stop changing, something in us starts to die” were the words of Leto to his son Paul Atrades in Dune by Frank Herbert. Somehow I always come back to that. BTW, Dune is one of the most creative books of any genre. Go read it.

People ask me why I moved the family. It’s hard to answer in one minute.

It’s been tough this first year. Though the teenagers have made fast friends and are doing as well in school as they ever have, my wife is homesick. We have a great house – your housing dollar goes A LOT futher here, so we have a great big house. 6 bathrooms. Gotta vacuum the closet, mow the yard, pull the weeds, blow the leaves. Twice the size, twice the work.

The trees and creatures are plentiful and there is much more sunshine, so that’s nice. We have deer, turtles, frogs, lizards, squirrels, foxes. We spend a lot more time outdoors. Screened porch, volleyball in the yard.

But people have never heard of Dudley Taft, blues/rock guitarist. “Uh, can I play a Wednesday night?” It’s tough starting over, but give me a couple more years. There are more markets to play within driving distance than there are in Seattle. I have my work cut out for me.

But the good news is, I have another album finished! Yay. I think you’ll dig it. But now the industry has changed. People aren’t buying music much anymore – they’re streaming it. So now instead of playing shows to promote your album, you’re making an album to promote the shows. It’s all good. But you may see me release a bunch of singles, THEN an album. That’s the new paradigm. The music industry has been slow to change, so part of it is dying. Whatever. I just play the guitar, keep my head down and roll with the changes.





09/10/2012

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Netherlands Adventure 2012 

Netherlands Adventure – January 2012

For American musicians a tour of Europe is quite like a trip to the ‘promised land’ – There is an old running joke you tell after a poor showing at a gig “Well, they’re BIG in Europe.” And of course the David Hasslehof head scratcher – “He’s HUGE in Germany?!” Who would have thought?

In my last band, OmniVoid, we even made a poster making fun of being BIG in Europe:


The text below the photo says silly stuff like “Who the hell is OmniVoid?” and “I hate American music! If this is not a polka, I will not listen to it! These people are stupid!”

All jokes aside, most American musicians hope/dream/scheme of touring the EU.

So, I got lucky. My label is German, so how hard could it be? Well, not easy, that’s for sure, even with a record deal. I was turned down my numerous booking agents. Why would they take a chance on some band that may suck? Luckily, I was just finishing the mixes for the Live at Highway 99 DVD, and posted some vids on YouTube privately that an agent could use to help get gigs. I figure, once I get my foot in the door all will be good!

So I luckily found an agent in Holland that was willing to give me a shot. He used the videos, and got some great gigs. Not many- just 8, but a start.

Part of the difficulty of making such trips is that the costs are high to get there in the first place- my airfare was $750, my bass player, John’s was around $850. Then we have to rent a vehicle, rent some gear, pay for hotels on the nights we aren’t playing, pay for food and super-expensive gas, etc… The costs are really quite high. The Dutch do pay well for their live music, so on this first trip our goal was to cover the costs, or break even. Then, on subsequent trips we could stay longer and perhaps start to make some decent money, and get some greater exposure. The first trip is really an investment, and a test to see if it will work. Did we bring the right stuff, did we anticipate the expenses reasonably?

One really lucky break came in the form of “superhero” Ralf Reichen of Tonehunter amps and effects. He is someone that my friend Randy Hansen discovered in Germany that makes super-high-end amplifiers and effects pedals. He is trying to grow his business, so it makes sense for him to sponsor touring artists, so that people will see them playing his amps. So not only do I have free gear, I have about the best free gear you could ever hope to get! (And let me tell you, after playing his amp the whole tour, I was blown away- it may be the best sounding amp I have EVER played.)

So the first stop was a visit to Cologne, Germany (or Köln as it is known in German. BTW, it took me awhile to figure out how to type umlauts!) I met Ralf and his wife Kristin and employee Tobias. They helped me ready my pedalboard with a couple of his pedals and a few of mine.



Ralf was also nice enough to lend me his Tokai Les Paul for the tour (sweet!)



After getting the gear all set, he took us out to dinner at a nice traditional German restaurant, where we had some great beer and schnitzel! That night we stayed in a small hotel run by one of Ralf’s friends, which was fantastic because there was a convention in Cologne that day, and the hotels were all booked.

Speaking of hotels – there’s a bit of an adjustment for an American who is used to big rooms and beds. The places where we stayed all had small beds and small rooms. Reminds me of living in a dorm… It was actually really cool – we didn’t need big rooms, there were so many things to do, places to go, people to see.




The next day we headed back into Holland, to Arnhem, where we were to practice with our Dutch drummer, Mr. Theo Thumper. 20 + songs in 5 hours? Can we do it? Yeah, sure. The beats are not difficult, but our arrangements are. You have to chart them or memorize them. We don’t do the standard 12 bar blues thing. You gotta know our songs.

We would have like to have taken one of our American drummers with us, but financially it was not doable on this trip. Lucky for us, Theo drove himself and his gear to all the gigs. Thanks Mr. Thumper!




Our hotel near Arnhem was right next to a McDonalds, so we McDrove over there to take a look and meet an unusually friendly Ronald…




The next day we drove to Enschede, where the first gig was scheduled. I met my main man, Bernd Ramien there at the hotel. He is the guy who brought me to the MiG label. He has his own label with his friend Dr. Rock, called Dust on the Tracks. They do mostly progressive rock, so Bernd thought I would do better on MiG’s String Commander label. We work closely together to bring my flavor of blues to the world…

Dudley and Mr. Bernd Ramien

He set up an interview with Nineke Loedeman and photographer Jan Van Eck in the hotel.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6WEvz-D8rLw It was great to get the word out at the beginning of the tour. No doubt in my mind that Nineke’s press helped attendance for the rest of the tour.

Why did my label guys have to come to the first show!? Why couldn’t they wait until we had worked all the kinks out? Oh jeez… Luckily, the first show turned out well. It was at Café Rocks in the city center of Enschede. A small bar, but seriously packed to the gills… It was a great way to start the tour.

The next show was interesting because it was in a smaller village called Sint Michielsgestel, which means “St. Michael’s Castle.” There used to be a castle there, but most of it was torn down to build a convention center, except for the Church, which is still there – and that’s where we stayed. (Nicest hotel of the trip.)





In Holland they have gigs on Sunday afternoons. I was a bit skeptical that people would actually show on a Sunday, but no worries. The attendance was almost to capacity on both of the Sunday shows we played. This first Sunday show was in Wageningen – home turf of my booking agent, and at the Club XXL which has had a great many blues artists play there. I knew the audience would be a bit more ‘educated’ if you will. Sometimes that can work against you if you lean to the rock side of blues rock, but the crowd held, and bought almost all of the t-shirts I brought with me. The dude that paid me the money after the gig asked if I had an XL t-shirt, and there was one left, which he took without paying for… so that must be a compliment!

Here’s a pic from the show – I stood up on one of the bass bins, and whacked my head when I jumped back down (note to self: check clearance before climbing anything!)


About to bang my head in Wageningen

The next two days, Monday and Tuesday we had off, so that we could travel to Hannover and meet the record label staff and do some promo work. We drove into Germany again, enjoying the raging autobahn. Well, we really only went about 140 kph, which is about 87 mph… Fast enough for us. I had my iPhone with me, but set it to airplane mode and turned off data roaming so that I would not rack up a huge phone bill with Verizon back in the US. I did have some great music on there, and John and I listened to some old Django Reinhardt and Stephan Grapelli.

Here we are coming into Hannover:

We had a great time hanging with the MiG staff. They took John and me out for beers and dinner, and only made me sign 200 CDs… I did an interview with Uli Kneip from the national radio station NDR, channel 2; He has a blues show on the weekend. Getting prepped for my first tour of Germany…






Wilfried Pinnau, me and Manfred Schütz of MiG Music

Our next gig was down in the southeast corner of Holland, in Zeeland. A little town named Oostburg. There’s a family run bar with a performance room called Penny Lane.
For a Wednesday night, we did not expect much of a crowd, but were pleasantly surprised. This was one of the clubs where the owners have built rooms for artists to spend the night.


The next day, we stopped by a little town called Breskens on the ocean to check out the dyke. Not too big of a dyke, but cool to see nonetheless. We kept trying to figure out if the town was lower than sea level.


We then drove into Almelo for a great gig that night at Dr. Rock, a new venue that just opened in December of 2011. The proprietors, Anko and Helga were charming, and we stayed in a little apartment above their garage. This video was shot the next morning, after we messed the place up!


Our next stop was Dordrecht to play the Jazzpodium. They put us up in the very nice Hotel Dordrecht, like many building in Holland, it was old and had an interesting history. It was all explained nicely on the placemats, but I can’t for the like of me remember what it said. More coffee, please…


Oh crap, where’s my hat? – Breakfast in Dordrecht

The venue was just on the edge of the city center, where you cannot drive your car. Cobblestone streets surrounded us with throngs of people riding their huge Dutch bikes.
On one side of the club sits this huge church, built sometime in the 1500’s. It is leaning about 6 feet to the left… yikes!


Church in Dordrecht

The Jazzpodium is run by guys who love jazz, and I am sure have an affinity for the blues. But I got the feeling that a blues rock band scares them a bit. They have a security measure in place for LOUD bands, and it looks like an old prop from the Starship Enterprise…


The decibel meter will cut stage power of you are too loud!

I think my Mom wishes she could have had one of these babies back in 1980…

After the staff discovered that we really weren’t that loud they turned the thing off. It most certainly would have shut they power off when the crowd did this:


The next day, John and I had some free time before we headed to Oude Meer, so we walked around the city center and took a few pics.


Street in Dordrecht


Super-old building from the early 1600’s


Canals of Dordrecht


Check out the cow on top…


The Dutch like to ride BIG cruisers…


Dordrecht Spaceport with transport to Alpha Centauri, and Orion’s Belt…


Then we drove by the Schipol airport for the next gig at The Shack. At this point, I was a bit worried that my voice would give out. I am used to playing weekends, and have not ever done 5 shows in a row. Even though I sounded a bit ragged in the mornings, I think I was getting more and more in shape. Gotta do the vocal warm-ups though; thanks to Sue Carr and her Art of Screaming DVD!!!

The Shack was a cool little joint. I loved the décor…


Stage at The Shack in Oude Meer

Now we were coming down the home stretch. Only catch is we wouldn’t be able to take a little nap before sound check, as the Sunday shows start at 5 PM. Gotta power through it…

Our last show of the tour was in Geleen, in the south western part of Holland, not too far from the German boarder. Like many of the other places we played, this was a family run bar that had a small flat upstairs for the bands. The proprietors, Gabi and Skinny really had a great stage there. Killer light rig, big PA with subs, separate light and stage power. They video’d the whole gig. The Netherlands YouTube vids on my page are from this gig. The place was packed; I am pleasantly surprised by the initial turnouts. Blues Rock is alive and well in Holland, I might even say thriving. It was such a great pleasure to do this tour, and I am patiently awaiting the next one, and the next one, and the next one…!




Harm painted a picture of me…!

06/02/2012

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