TheViking
02-12-2005, 12:56 AM
....people who pretend to have the skills to judge someone’s playing without really having the faintest idea what they are talking about. I mean everyone is entitled to their own opinion. I mean if a guy walks in and says “I prefer this guitaristâ€, or “to me, this sounds good†I am all ok with that, but if someone who is more or less tone deaf, has no skills in music and basically no sense of rhythm starts on the “oh, he is good, but this guy is betterâ€, I just freak.
Ok so this is what trigged my lil “venting†here.
A lot of musicians hang in our store. We have people traveling up to 4 hrs each way to get here and get modifications done, try out new stuff and just hang with the crew. Some of these guys are household names in the Scandinavian music industry. A couple of days ago one of the prime country guitarists in Norway walked in to have his Tele tweaked. While I was fiddling with his fender custom shop axe, in walks this local “I swear I’m faster than Satriani and Vai†guy in, plugs in a guitar and shreds like there is no tomorrow. Well the shredder has skills as far as speed goes, but that’s about it. When he is done with his daily 5 minute speedtrickinghotlickingflatpickingstringtwisting finger exercises, the country dude picks up a dobro and plays for a while. This guy has been around in music for about 40 years, and I still look like the extremely long faces version of deputy dawg when this guy picks up a guitar.
So during this lil display of speed and the latter display of speed, class and skills, excellent harmonies and perfect timing, one of the local “music police officers†sips his coffee quietly. When the metal shredder and the country boy leave the store he starts yapping on about the difference between good and great musicians. Of course he is trashing the country dude to pieces with comments like, “you would think he could play faster after all those years†and “I don’t see why people admire country guitarists†and so on. I seriously needed to go to the back of the store to find something to bite not to rip that guys ignorant head off. I mean is it only me or do you guys get ticked off by the guys who feel they have the right to trash excellent musicians even though they couldn’t play a single note in key, in tune and on beat them selves even if their life depended on it.
:x
Ok so this is what trigged my lil “venting†here.
A lot of musicians hang in our store. We have people traveling up to 4 hrs each way to get here and get modifications done, try out new stuff and just hang with the crew. Some of these guys are household names in the Scandinavian music industry. A couple of days ago one of the prime country guitarists in Norway walked in to have his Tele tweaked. While I was fiddling with his fender custom shop axe, in walks this local “I swear I’m faster than Satriani and Vai†guy in, plugs in a guitar and shreds like there is no tomorrow. Well the shredder has skills as far as speed goes, but that’s about it. When he is done with his daily 5 minute speedtrickinghotlickingflatpickingstringtwisting finger exercises, the country dude picks up a dobro and plays for a while. This guy has been around in music for about 40 years, and I still look like the extremely long faces version of deputy dawg when this guy picks up a guitar.
So during this lil display of speed and the latter display of speed, class and skills, excellent harmonies and perfect timing, one of the local “music police officers†sips his coffee quietly. When the metal shredder and the country boy leave the store he starts yapping on about the difference between good and great musicians. Of course he is trashing the country dude to pieces with comments like, “you would think he could play faster after all those years†and “I don’t see why people admire country guitarists†and so on. I seriously needed to go to the back of the store to find something to bite not to rip that guys ignorant head off. I mean is it only me or do you guys get ticked off by the guys who feel they have the right to trash excellent musicians even though they couldn’t play a single note in key, in tune and on beat them selves even if their life depended on it.
:x