Whatcha Gonna Do?

it’s a bit cliche to sing about it

but it might just fit the bill

and i cannot do a thing about it

so i will

what we know for sure is gone tomorrow

and the red light’s on today

doesn’t matter if you beg or borrow

you will pay

the die was cast, we came in last, it’s true

at every turn, we must relearn the things we always knew

so tell me: whatcha gonna do?

no one ever wants to see the losers

we pretend that it’s a sin

‘cause it’s easier to be abusers

when we win

let us work until our eyes are bleary

for the harvest lies ahead

and there’s ample time for feeling weary

when we’re dead

behind disgrace, a newborn face shines through

above the shroud of every cloud, there is a sky of blue

so tell me: whatcha gonna do?

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Orange Glow.

no one can make you do as you should

no one can break you quite like he could

silence will take you, get up and go to the orange glow

no one can feel you under your lid

no one can heal you quite like she did

light will conceal you more than you know in the orange glow

many have traveled to it, few returned

some have unraveled through it, tossed and turned

baked and burned

useless inventions string you along

clever dissensions sing you a song

out of the tensions, melodies grow in the undertow

dancing slow in the orange glow

nightmares will leave you out in the cold

dreams will retrieve you into the fold

currents will heave you, still you must row to the orange glow

demons will stalk you into the deep

angels will rock you gently to sleep

quiet will shock you more than you show in the orange glow

out on the soaring mountains, sparkling wines

run out of roaring fountains through the pines

watch for signs

hatred will blind you, don’t be misled

reason will find you, love is not dead

bad luck will wind you up in a bow and your tears will flow

don’t feel low, find the orange glow

Published in: Uncategorized on January 15, 2017 at 11:57 am  Leave a Comment  

I And You.

i love you more than understanding

so i won’t ask when we are landing

we’ll go on flying

not really trying to

i and you

in stormy weather we’ll go sailing

and when the winds of change are wailing

though we’ll be frightened

we’ll be enlightened too

i and you

my dove went searching for sand

but he returned to my hand

we’ll huddle close around the fire

and when it dies we will retire

just me and my love

dreaming a sky of blue

i and you

and if it’s foolish

then let’s be foolish

and when the dawn of day is breaking

we’ll think of starlight as we’re waking

our engine’s idle

we’ll slowly sidle through

i and you

black cats are gathering before us

will they give chase or just ignore us

we’re two-bit pirates

i can’t deny it’s true

i and you

our sunken treasure is time

our battered boat is sublime

when we have tamed the ocean’s rancor

we’ll give a cheer and drop our anchor

we’ll sing on dry land

a song so high and new

i and you

the things that i do

are done by i and you

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Good Clean Fun.

i’ve had a belly full of politics

cut-rate magicians full of hollow tricks

and my sisters are despairing

‘cause the damage of the deal is done

here’s to hoping that it’s good clean fun

drinking my troubles and my time away

though i should leave it’s not a crime to stay

‘cause my angel in the moonlight

was a demon in the morning sun

all i wanted was some good clean fun

so many strangers have been friends to me

but now my brother is my enemy

and i’m staring like a madman

down the barrel of an antique gun

reenacting all the good clean fun

i lost my wallet doing somersaults

showing my ass to hide my other faults

i’m a sucker for the circus

only happy when i’m on the run

always searching for some good clean fun

my better judgement got the best of me

and repetition took the rest of me

i’m as quiet as a talk show

ostentatious as the perfect nun

and i’m filthy as some good clean fun

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We are looking at the same thing from two sides.

“Louis Cole and Genevieve Artadi” was released Oct. 1, 2010.  Louis recently released his second solo album, “Album 2”.  Check them out.

Though she greets me at the door with her usual smile–the corners of her mouth rising to reveal her teeth without, somehow, moving the rest of her face–Genevieve doesn’t seem herself tonight.  She tells me that she’s working on a piece of music for her grandfather.  He’s sick, and she worries that she won’t be able to finish it in time.  While she works, I occupy myself with a foam ball and the basket affixed to her living room wall.  I’m trying to bank a shot off the opposite wall when she closes her laptop and joins me.

She asks if I’ve made one yet.  I reply that I haven’t, and hand her the ball to try the shot herself, but she hands it back.  Her smile returns, and she demands that I keep trying.  Even though I’m pretty sure I can’t make the shot, I try again.  And again.  And again.  A hundred shots later, I feel bizarrely invested in this once pointless venture.  I’m beginning to think that I can make the shot after all, that I’m going to make it.  Sure enough, the ball finally finds its target.  Genevieve shouts her approval and high fives me.

I wonder out loud how long we’ve been at it.  She shrugs.  My question suddenly seems silly to me.


Pop musicians are in the business of showing people a good time.  One occasionally detects a note of desperation in their theatrics, though, a nervous compulsion to look over their shoulders as they shake their asses in our faces and silently plead from behind steely eyes: “are you having fun yet?”  Therefore, when I say that I don’t consider Louis and Genevieve to be pop musicians, I mean it neither as a compliment nor a slight, but rather to distinguish their particular brand of fun from what normally passes for fun these days.

It is often taken for granted in today’s musical culture that musicians must choose between being serious and having fun.  Young musicians seem either manic to the point of insanity, or so sad that one wonders where they find the resolve to pick up an instrument.  Louis and Genevieve have artfully carved a niche for themselves someplace far from both extremes.  Theirs is the fun of an absurd idea carried through to its conclusion, whether it be comic, tragic, or some combination of the two.  Fun, in this context, is not so much the continual exudation of happiness as it is an attitude towards ones life.  It is the ability to open oneself to the strangeness of the world without fear.  Fun is a model for courage.

If that seems too dramatic, I wonder: have you ever heard anything like this?


Louis comes by later, and he doesn’t seem himself either.  He’s been working on music all night.  As we discuss the album over Genevieve’s kitchen table, neither of them seems quite sure what comes next.  “We’ve spent a year of our lives on this album,” Genevieve says, “and I don’t know if anything will come of it.”  An uncomfortable silence follows, which Genevieve breaks by asking me if I want to make brownies.

No ordinary mix will do.  The three of us peruse the selection at the local grocery store for what seems like half an hour before settling on double fudge.  But perhaps triple fudge would be even better.  And why is there no quadruple fudge brownie mix?  A lengthy discussion of why no such option is available ensues; would that be too much chocolate, or is the word ‘quadruple’ too inelegant to be printed in sweeping cursive letters across a box?  No definitive conclusion is reached, but the matter seems terribly important, to hear Louis and Genevieve talk about it–a sensation oddly similar to the way their music makes me feel.

Published in: on April 5, 2011 at 12:01 pm  Comments (1)  

Lila Rasa: Robby Marshall’s Dance of Aesthetics.

Krishna and Radha dancing the Rasalila, Jaipur, 19th century.


My housemate enters our living room to the sound of a furious drum solo.

[“Amnesia” by Robby Marshall, from his album, Living Electric.  Robby Marshall – saxophone, fx, samples; Andrew McKay – guitars; Danny McKay – bass; Zach Harmon – drums; Romain Collin – Rhodes.

“What are you listening to?”

I consider telling the truth.

It’s a Miles Davis record.”

Maybe next time.

“Fuuuuuck yeah,” he moans, collapsing into our papasan for a listen.  After a minute or two, he asks which Miles Davis record it is.

I consider lying.

“It’s not a Miles Davis record.”

Another person might be annoyed, but we’re a couple of jazz musicians, and this is our favorite game.  “The drumming sounds like early Jack DeJohnette, but tighter.  Terri Lynn Carrington?”  Strike one.  “Jim Black?”  Strike two.

A pause.

“Are these New York cats?”


“European cats?”


Another pause.

“LA cats?”


The realization comes too late to save him from striking out, and so it is with resignation that he concludes, “oh, this is Robby’s record.”


Robby likes to make coffee with filtered water.  I once asked him if he could tell the difference, and he shot me the same look of mild annoyance as when he sees his name spelled “Robbie”.  But today, he fills the coffee maker with tap water.  The coffee pot recently met its end on the kitchen floor, so he places his mug beneath the drip instead.

He hasn’t been sleeping well.  Somewhere between organizing a big band to perform with Dave Douglas at the Hollywood Bowl, hustling gigs for his own groups, and grinding out a living in the LA music scene, the summer has slipped away.  And with a recording session for his band Root System fast approaching, he can ill afford to rest.

Left to right: Robby Marshall, Damon Zick, and Dave Douglas. (Gary Friedman/Los Angeles Times)

It’s been two years since Robby released his debut record, Living Electric, but the trials involved are still fresh in his mind.  “Holding the finished product in my hands was great,” he says.  “But designing the packaging and pressing the CDs was expensive and time-consuming, not to mention recording, mixing, and mastering the music.”

Those difficulties, however, haven’t dissuaded him from doing it all over again—writing and rewriting music, scheduling and rescheduling rehearsals, relentlessly writing emails and making phone calls to corral the musicians he wants into the studio on the dates he’s reserved—on the contrary, he’s more determined than ever.

But what if everything falls apart?  Or what if it comes together, and no one listens?  And what about the hundreds of copies of Living Electric still packed in boxes next to his desk?  If these thoughts ever trouble Robby, he isn’t letting on.  He finishes his coffee and disappears into his room.


The Blue Whale is an oddity among Los Angeles jazz clubs, a reasonably priced venue that regularly features young local jazz musicians.  On this cool July night, about a hundred people have packed themselves into the small space, drinking and loudly conversing as the Los Angeles Jazz Collective’s Summer Jazz Festival unfolds.

By midnight, when Robby Marshall and Root System take the stage, the crowd has thinned out considerably.  Those who remain, however, are quiet and attentive.  Over the next hour, they will experience a whirlwind tour of Robby’s influences; which is to say, the music of people around the world having a good time.

Eastern European folk song, Peruvian lando, and New Orleans 2nd line all have a place in Robby’s conception of the rasa lila, a Hindi phrase which means “dance of aesthetics”.  The concept inspired an original composition by Robby, and is reflected more generally in Root System’s diverse book of music.

Before the night is over, Robby will shake every hand in the audience, exchange numbers with every musician, and chat at length with the management.  It isn’t an act; he really loves this part of the evening.  And who can blame him?  As high as he took this audience tonight, he’ll be back to the grind tomorrow, broken coffee maker and all.

Perhaps that’s why, upon returning home late, he doesn’t collapse into bed.  He must be tired, but he kicks off his shoes and turns on the television.  By morning, the dust will have settled on his ambitions again, and he’ll spend the whole day polishing them.  Tonight, they shimmer before his bleary eyes, so close he can almost touch them.

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Published in: on September 6, 2010 at 10:33 am  Leave a Comment  

In honor of our friend Robby…

Michael Buble being stalked by a raptor.

"Clever Girl"...RAAWRRRWRRW!!!

Published in: on April 9, 2010 at 12:12 am  Comments (1)  

My Latest Obsession: Dawes

It’s a strange thing to hear a song’s chorus for the first time, and then find yourself singing along the second time through.  But that’s exactly what happened to me a couple weeks ago, as I sat in my car belting out “When My Time Comes” at the top of my lungs.

The song, by the LA roots-rock band Dawes, caught my ear with its pulsing bass line, rich vocal harmonies, and darkly funny lyrics like:

So I took what I wanted and put it out of my reach
I wanted to pay for my successes with all my defeats,
And if heaven was all that was promised to me
Why don’t I pray for death?

The song is available for free download at Dawes’s website, where they also have some photos and stories from the road. I highly recommend checking it out.


Published in: on April 7, 2010 at 10:17 pm  Comments (4)  

Open for Business.

While Vikram has been descending into madness, I’ve just been so busy with actual paid work that blogging fell by the wayside. Fortunately, that’s all over now.  So back to blogging!

We’ve got a few things on the burner, so expect a series of shorter and more frequent posts.  We hope you’ll all check back early and often.

In the meantime, enjoy the following diversion:

Letterheady is a tumblr featuring letterheads and stationaries from the bygone era of offline correspondence.  Some belong to the famous and infamous, others are just beautifully designed.

A personal favorite, from 1892, is this one, belonging to Walcker Orgelbau, a German pipe organ company.

(Hat tip to Adrianna Benjamin for the link.)

Published in: on April 5, 2010 at 11:11 pm  Leave a Comment  

“Every Alphabet Has Its Consequences”: In Conversation With Adam Benjamin (Part II)

The club is packed shoulder to shoulder, and the crowd buzzes with anticipation. Five musicians take the stage, assuming their positions behind their instruments, a standard jazz configuration of trumpet, tenor sax, keys, bass, and drums.  But this is no jazz club. A DJ is spinning remixed soul music, downtown hipsters mingle with college students and a few grizzled older drinkers, and there isn’t a framed photo of Miles Davis in sight.

And when the band hits, they HIT with the ferocity of a punk band.  The low growl of Shane Endsley’s trumpet blends seamlessly with Ben Wendel’s sax as they uncork swirling, knotty melodies; Nate Wood’s drumset cannot contain his exuberance as he bangs away at cymbals arrayed on the floor around him; bassist Kaveh Rastegar rocks steadily in the center, an anchor in this sonic storm; and Adam Benjamin, wearing a wide-brimmed hat that covers his eyes, twirls knobs on the effects pedals on top of his Rhodes keyboard, conjuring sounds never before heard from that instrument.

Few in the audience try to dance, but no one can resist moving. As the band layers groove upon polyrhythmic groove, heads bob and hips swivel.  Ben is in the middle of an extended sax solo, his instrument distorted so as to sound exactly like an electric guitar, when suddenly the groove changes, modulating to precisely one third of the previous tempo.  The band hits this new pocket instantly, without missing a beat. A cry of amazement goes up from the audience – they aren’t sure what just happened, but it sure felt good.

The band is Kneebody, and their unique musical vocabulary and sonic ingenuity makes them one of the most exciting ensembles working in improvised music today.  We spoke to Adam Benjamin about his role in the band, and about the development of their personal language of musical cues.

Vikram: You guys always seem to have big smiles on your faces when you’re playing, like you’re egging each other on.  As a musician, that’s really exciting to watch, but it’s also frustrating, because it’s like you’re having a conversation or telling an inside joke that no one else is in on.

Adam: There’s so many inside jokes it’s insane, such as the cueing.  Our cues are a pretty large vocabulary of short, transparent musical phrases that we can play to alter things.  By transparent, I mean that they are meant to not jump out, not be too obvious.  They’re meant to blend into the rest of the music, so that it is not too apparent that we’re giving each other musical instructions.  But we can control the direction of the improvisation in many ways, or hopefully at this point in EVERY way.

We have cues to change most major aspects of the music. We have cues for changing meter, changing key, and each member of the band has a musical name. With the names, we can cue each other in and out for orchestrational reasons.  There’s another cue that resets the orchestration, so that we don’t have to move people in or out one at a time, but rather, we can move to a particular duo or trio, or whatever.  We can tell each other to play certain figures using the musical names, like we can tell each other to loop certain parts.  We can tell each other to solo, or we can tell each other to stop soloing.  We can tell each other to change the texture of what we’re playing, to take a solo break.

Anyone can play a cue at anytime.  The only restriction is that Nate can’t do the cues that are pitch dependent, but he can do the names, because in addition to being different pitches, they’re also each a different amount of pitches.  So he does the name stuff a lot, where he’ll cue me in or out.  Usually out.

Vikram: Does that ever turn into an argument on the bandstand? What happens if you’re getting a direction you don’t want to follow?

Adam: In a normal musical situation, if you’re just talking, and someone is like “Hey man, do you want to solo on this one?” and you’re not feeling very comfortable, you would say, “no, no, I’m cool man, it’s good.”  But one of the cool things about the cueing is that if we’re on the bandstand playing some hard song, and I’m half lost, and someone plays the “Adam Solos” cue, I’m just like, “Fuck.” Because you can’t argue with the cue.  I mean, what I could do is cue myself back out, or cue someone else to solo right away.  But you try to trust the other person’s instincts.  If I get cued to solo and I’m really uncomfortable or lost, then maybe I’d cue something different behind me to solo over, or I’d cue someone to solo with me or trade with me, but I wouldn’t just be like, “eh, shut up.”

Vikram: I suppose there’s a little bit of pride too – even if you are lost and you get cued to solo, you don’t want to just surrender.

Adam: It’s less of a pride thing and more of a respect thing.  If someone cues something in the band, and you miss it or disobey it, that’s not a good place to be. That means that either you weren’t listening, or you don’t give a shit what they think.

Matt: It can turn into an intense conversation during the performance, but what keeps it form becoming a gimmick or trick, or just a game? What keeps it on the level of art?

Adam: Just our taste, hopefully.  When we’re first getting a new cue together is when we tend to overuse it, because we’re still learning it in rehearsals, so when we go to perform we fall into a space where we’re doing it a lot because that’s all we’re hearing.

The Slip – From Kneebody Live Vol. 1

We never really intended to develop this whole system of cues, it just sort of happened.  The first cue: Shane wrote a song called “The Slip,” that’s just an A section and a B section, and there’s a cue to stop the A section and go on to the B section, and a cue to stop the B and go back to the A. So we were just doing that, and then we realized that when we started the B section, we could start at different tempos.  Or we could play the cue to start the B section while we were in the middle of another song.  So that was an easy thing to fall into, and it grew from there.  The second cue was when Ben soloed for like twenty minutes at some gig, and it was going nowhere, and we were all really annoyed, and we were just like, “we need a cue to stop this.”

The whole point of the cues is that they’re there only when necessary to steer things, but if we could get away with not using them…

When I was at Banff this past year giving a talk about the Kneebody cues, Joshua Redman was in the audience, and he asked something like “if you could have the Kneebody system where you can communicate all this stuff to each other and change things on a dime, or you could have the Wayne Shorter Quartet system, where it’s harder to change things on a dime but you have this really amazing intuitive sense of moving from space to space together improvisationally, which would you rather have?”  And of course, I was like, “Wayne Shorter is a god.” Those guys are way beyond where we’re at.  But in the long run, it’s hopefully for the same purpose – we’re just trying to nudge each other along or turn the music around when it gets stuck.

Matt: I have some questions about the way the music is put together:  It’s never done with sheet music, right?  It’s all done by ear, so when you write something for the band, what happens next?  How do you go about learning new music?

Adam: Sometimes we’ll have notes we make while we’re composing, but there’s never charts that are handed out or anything.  We try to always have everyone learn everyone’s parts, though lately we haven’t been able to do that as much as we were doing at first, due to time concerns.  Generally, we just teach it section by section. At times, it feels like Kneebody is less of a band, and more of a class, where the thing we’re getting really good at is learning this complicated music by ear.  And specifically, learning each other’s really complicated music by ear, where we understand each other’s compositional voices enough that we can adapt and learn new material more quickly than we would in other situations.

Matt: It seems like that music must take a lot of rehearsal, yet seemingly you can’t rehearse that much, since half the band lives in New York, and the other half lives out here in LA.

Adam: We basically never rehearse.  Unfortunately, that means we don’t get as much new material happening, which is sort of a drag. Though we don’t rehearse that much, but what we do have is a pretty good amount of years of performance experience together.  We have the ability – even if we are under rehearsed, even if we can’t hear each other, even if we’re playing in some awkward place on two hours sleep – to play a concert that leaves us feeling okay about it.

Matt: Let’s talk about the beginnings of Kneebody.  You were in school with Shane and Ben at Eastman, right?

Adam: Right.  We were in school together, we all started the same year, and we all lived in the dorms together.  Ben was like the kid from California, and I was like, “who is this kid with the coiffed hair?”  He was a classical conducting and bassoon major who switched to jazz.  Then I met Nate after I switched to CalArts.  He was a sophomore when I was a senior. And I met Kaveh right after that, he had started at Eastman right after I left, and he was friends with Shane.

I stayed in LA after graduating CalArts in 1999.  Nate was still here, and then Shane, Ben, and Kaveh all moved out. And I introduced everyone, I’m proud to say – I organized the first session where they all met Nate. We had a weekly gig at a coffee shop at UCLA, before we were a band or anything, it was just a weekly thing we had. And it was really bad for a long time.  We had this regular gig, and it was just really bad music and a super awkward pairing of people, uncomfortable on many levels.

Vikram: Looking back, what was it about the group that kept you guys together, even though it was so bad?

Adam: I don’t know, I think it was just that we all liked each other. I wanted to keep working with those guys, and so it wasn’t a stumbling block that it was so bad.  And we all knew it was bad.  We just felt like we wanted to work together, because we had known each other a while and had lots of mutual respect, and also we felt like we were meant to work together for some reason.  I think that’s still what propels us through times when the band is not as rewarding as at other times, or when we feel like we’re just sucking it up.

But it was definitely a weird match at first.  Nate was more of a stickler at that point in time, musically.  He was generally pretty critical of when we would go into too much improvisation.  He likes his music short and sweet, concise.

Matt: What were you guys playing? Had you started a Kneebody book at that point?

Adam: We were playing some jazz stuff, but it was mostly random original tunes we had written, and various, just, jams, because it was kind of a loose gig.  We hadn’t really gotten into writing the denser, through-composed music yet – that was like a year later, when we got a weekly gig at the Temple Bar. Shane had gone on tour for a long time, and so it was just the four of us, and we called the band “Wendel.” There was pretty much no improvisation; it was just loud, through-composed rock music. And then when Shane got back to town, he kind of rejoined the band, and then it evolved into Kneebody.

Matt: We talked before about how you relate to the jazz tradition. How connected to jazz is the band Kneebody, aside from your own personal connection?

Adam: I consider Kneebody a jazz group, because I see what we’re doing as coming out of the way jazz groups evolved many years ago.  But there are definitely other things in there.  I don’t really conceive of it as a bunch disparate parts – it’s just us playing the way we play, and we kind of embody all of these different influences and sounds.

Matt: When it was just the four of you, and you were starting to gel as a group, who brought what to the band?  Because when I hear Kneebody today, I hear your compositional stamp, and definitely Shane’s, and Ben’s…

Adam: And Kaveh’s too.  His songs maybe aren’t as many in quantity, but in an average set things are spread out pretty evenly among us, compositionally.  For some reason, Nate just refuses to write music for Kneebody.  We’ve given up trying to make him.  But he propels the music in other ways, bringing so much performance-wise, and also in the way he engineers the records.  And in the way he eats.  He’s a very passionate eater.  It’s kind of disturbing actually.  He’s very committed to his eating.  When he eats something he likes, you’re gonna know about it.

Vikram: And when you think about the group now, what do you think each member brings to the table?

Adam: We always talk in clinics about our influences.  There was one interview we did years ago, where Ben got stuck putting a quick little label on everybody.  I don’t remember most of them, but Shane’s really stuck out – just two words, “Funk Mentors.”  So I’ll go with that for Shane. Ben is “Classical music.” Nate is “pretty flashy.” I mean, he’s good, you know?  He’s really good at the drums.  Kaveh is the “Rock and Roll.”  And I’m just “chords,” I guess. Actually, I feel like I’m a little bit the contrarian, where I’m always trying to pull things back, or be more reflective in the music, whereas the other guys generally tend to push things into a more energetic space.

But anybody can bring anything, which is what’s cool about that band. We all go off and play different tours with other musicians, and then that lets us bring new things to the band because it broadens our horizons and skill sets. It’s very difficult to predict what people are going to bring musically, and everybody in the band is multifaceted enough to bring something different all the time and keep surprising each other.  I think that’s one of the reasons we’ve been able to keep it going for a long time.

Tune in next week for the last segment of our conversation with Adam Benjamin, where we discuss his participation in Dave Douglas’s Keystone band, his keyboard gear, and his plans for world domination.

To go back to Part I of our interview with Adam, click HERE.

Published in: on February 22, 2010 at 12:24 pm  Comments (1)