Catrina! I saw your name and looked right away. If I'm not mistaken aren't you from Singapore?
I remember your music clearly, not North American rock. So I'm surprised you're mentioning Rush.
I never bought any of their albums, but I sang two songs off the first album and saw them in a bar
with the original drummer, Mike Rutsey. I also jammed with Neil Peart at a matinee when he was in
a band call Bullrush. He was local for me.
I can't hijack this thread typing about you,
but I was also interested in what you'd have to say about Dean Watson,
considering I thought your music escalated into a warmer "Bitches Brew".
So you consider yourself a producer, not just a singer-songwriter?
Now I'm more impressed if your production was the result of your efforts.
Hearing your music and Dean Watsons' one after the other were both intense experiences,
but for completely different reasons.
I just started off hearing your music as some nice acoustic ethnic, but it flowed and built in surprising ways.
Deans' playing, tones, the production, actually faultless, but it was the local sonics I identified with,
and it felt emotional for me that way. It reminded me of clubs where I was gigging in Toronto.
After typing my over-view-review I looked for Alfie Zappacosta and couldn't find anything.
A couple of my favorite Toronto songs are his, and I liked his voice.
The fact he asked me for my number and gave me his also impressed me.
He was a guest at a venue in my home town and went out of his way to make me look very good.
That's a part of being an entertainer I like, pumping each other up in public, bumping us up in here.
But this has all just been about you two. A song of mine isn't in the discussion.
So I decided if I was going to make a quick video of me singing and playing,
a new effort, a global effort, I was going to get something new together.
That started happening tonight. I can't believe I was stop and start, thinking,
for over half an hour, sitting outside, a beautiful still, body temperature night.
The full moon in a bright sky and the low layers of dark clouds along Lake Erie were around me.
I thought I was have having my first post-middle-aged moment. Actually, lots of moments. Half an hour.
But then I started riffing in Em, hitting E as bass and working the next two strings,
thinking it's kind of new wave blues, but E minor all the time will always sound done already,
so I started moving it up the neck and it took off up in Bm, and I tried different lower frets,
and it clicked in again in F#m back to E.
I started singing along to the blues riffing as I worked through the chords,
and it was surprisingly free musically.
Hitting the bass string with a steady driving beat goes back to the sixties with me,
so it was easy to relate to and sing and the new wave blues riffing created a flowing harmonic mix.
That was exciting. I kept going, taking a few breaks, until I started riffing it out.
It was so nice to get into I played some things I never did before and broke an A string.
I just came in. I had to tell you that.
