| GRETA
BRINKMAN, Bass Goddess
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Photo © Russ
Bryant/Red Star Photo. |
Greta
Brinkman onstage with Atomizer.
"I
know it's not very popular right now," says
Brinkman, "but I am still all about rock
or the rock, if you prefer." |
Bassist
Greta Brinkman (aka Bass Goddess Greta) has rocked
the low-end all around the world, recording and
touring with everyone from the Toilet Boys to
L7, from to Deborah Harry to Moby and she
has most definitely paid her road dues. What has
she learned along the way? All sorts of practical
wisdom about keeping the mind and body from turning
to mush in some hotel room in Boston or Brunei.
Her essay here focuses on one particularly key
aspect of road life. If you're traveling with
a band now, or planning to do so sometime soon,
read on. I can tell you, from first-hand experience,
that the Bass Goddess is right on the money. Ring
the bell. School's in session....
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SHUT
YOUR PIE HOLE. That's right, I'm talking to you.
If you are reading Adam Levy's website, chances
are you're a musician, and most likely you have
to work and travel with other people, sometimes
for weeks or months, or even (God/dess forbid!)
YEARS on end! If you haven't gotten to that stage
yet, of being a touring musician, you may have
a few ideas of what life on the road is like.
Perhaps you imagine limousines and cocaine, and
being knee-deep in underage groupies (worked REAL
well for R. Kelly!). Or you envision yourself
and your bandmates frolicking in Australian surf,
laughing as you dodge traffic in Saõ Paolo,
or sharing glances of amusement at movie subtitles
in Tokyo. Everything is in soft focus, and suffused
with love, for the music you are making, and for
each other, sharing this unique experience together.
What a rare and wonderful thing it is, to be a
musician, bringing people of all races and creeds
together with this divine language we call music.
Now, let me introduce you to the reality. OK,
you DO get to see the world. And get free stuff.
And it actually is pretty great to be onstage
in front of 30 or 300 or 30,000 people who are
digging what you're doing. But that's only for
an hour or two a day, and the rest of the time,
you are trapped on a moving bus with 7 or 10 or
15 other people, with NO ESCAPE but death, or
your bunk. I was there for almost the whole of
the last 4 years, and am now permanently twisted
and scarred, forever unable to relate normally
to others (or make my own bed, but that's another
story). Yes it is incredibly lonely and other
people's feet do smell nauseating, but all that
can be made bearable, with enough class-A narcotics
(but that, too, is another story). What I'm really
here to moan about is the MOANING! Which word
I'm using in the British sense, as a synonym for
WHINEING.
Sadly,
there seems to always be one person in every camp
who is never happy, and who complains from the
moment they wake up until they go to bed, making
the road manager's life a living hell, and really,
really harshing everyone's mellow. If it's not
the heat, it's the AC. Or the aftershow pizzas
were cold, or there weren't enough towels in the
dressing room, or there was no lock on the bathroom
door, or someone was smoking a cigarette within
a 50-mile radius of the dressing room, or the
wheel of the airport luggage cart was sticky,
or the caterers were being mean, or their food
was too rich, or there weren't any porters, and
these are all guaranteed 100% real complaints,
and just the ones that spring to mind off the
top of my head! I can tell you this: If you're
the one whining, you may get the extra attention,
but at what a price! It is no exaggeration to
say that EVERYONE will come to hate you. They
won't even want to be in the same room with you,
and maybe you don't care about that, but they
will never, ever and this is the most important
reason you should pay attention to what I'm saying
they will never, ever recommend you for
any other gig that they are doing!
Think about it. Every person on your tour is suffering
more or less the same hardships (and yes, there
are real ones, like having your legs feel like
hams made of cellulite for the next 3 days after
flying to Japan). Imagine if EVERYONE in your
camp let their misery and displeasure be known
to the world at large (and how the rest of the
world appreciates it when we Americans start in,
too!). Snide comments about each others' luggage.
Disparaging remarks about the driver, the city,
the hotel, the food (Paris, OK, you really kind
of can't help it). But now, what if everyone decided
to SHUT IT and act like grownups? What a world!
The most professional monitor guy I ever had the
pleasure to work with, Drew Consalvo, has been
through HELL. In-ear monitors not working. Grounding
problems. French local crews. Yet he never (well,
almost never) has a bad word to say about ANYBODY
and is unfailingly pleasant to everyone. And who
is now getting the free publicity, as you're reading
this (assuming you hung in this far)? That's right
the professional non-baby. Think it over,
consider these words of enlightenment and wisdom
and experience, and then SHUT YOUR PIE HOLE!
Greta
Brinkman
January 2003
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