It just means you've worked- played a lot of gigs, maybe very crappy ones. Like, “paying dues” doesn't mean you have been punished a lot so now you're a cat. This thing is like watching Whiplash all over again. I'm not real excited about the focus on the hostility and misery, the crucible of combat, and all the people eagerly waiting to destroy you for not knowing a tune. I left a flippant comment to the effect of lol it's not that hard, just learn some tunes and try to sound like you've heard a jazz record. Also it's about pain and nausea, and people beating the crap out of you for not being good: Apparently being a jazz musician is a rigorous, savagely competitive enterprise of deep seriousness, not unlike undertaking advanced study of the works of Montesquieu at the Sorbonne. In this video, Nathaniel Smith, better known as 80/20 drummer, is talking about something else entirely. Many of them appear to be quite ordinary humans like you and me. They come from mediocre places, and had bad teachers or no teachers, and no support, and most of them own it. Most artists do not come from New York or wherever, and do not have any cultural pedigree. That's all authenticity meant to me- finding a feeling that I had some kind of cultural basis to be a creative musician.Īnd that was completely dumb.
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A couple of years later grunge happened, Bill Frisell moved to Seattle, the movie Drugstore Cowboy came out, and suddenly I felt like the region had an aesthetic. You had to have a pedigree, and at that time the Pacific Northwest really felt like no place, even though there was actually a lot of music happening.
You had to move naturally, and have a cool sounding name, and be from “the streets”. How could I be a real jazz musician being a white kid from Oregon? To be for real you had to be from New York, or some other city that sounds like a place. I worried about “authenticity” for maybe a couple of years in the late 80s. “You're not Art Blakey, you're a white kid from Eugene.” “I grew up happy and rich and I can play blues.” - Miles Davis
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