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Left To My Own Devices

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“Left to my own devices, I made music.” – Dave Grohl from the 2013 SXSW Music Keynote

Mr. Grohl uttered these words as he approached the guitar and table pictured above. This was one of the best moments from the keynote for me because it really hit home as a kid who did the same thing! Dave mentioned before he figured out how to work a cassette tape recorder he had pillows set out as a drum set. He continued, “I played them to the music until sweat was dripping off my Rush poster on the wall.”

Dave then discovered the magic of two tape recorders. He grabbed that old acoustic guitar and recorded the rhythm guitar. Then he played that as he recorded on the other tape recorder a drum beat from the body of the acoustic guitar. Now he had the drums and guitar ready for a vocal pass on that handy extra tape recorder. There you have a picture of a kid recklessly into a passion for recording the feeling music gave him. Left to his own devices…he made music!

Dave went on describing his musical journey from a punk kid to an adult who wrote significant pages in the history of music movements. As any good communicator, he kept coming back to the theme of “left to my own devices, I made music.” This was exactly what he did to cope with the suicide of Kurt Cobain which led to the sudden end of Nirvana.

Dave found himself in a place of pain from the very thing that gave him the most passion and pleasure. The music had betrayed him. After a season where he walked away from anything with music, Dave found his way back in the studio. He banged out 14 songs by himself, playing every instrument including the “coffee pot,” that fueled the process. It was therapy and passion colliding in his world….left to his own devices, he made music…again!

Dave made some tapes to pass out to friends and family, carelessly writing “Foo Fighters” on them as the name. Some tapes eventually ended up in an A&R guy’s hand, and the call was made. They loved it. They wanted to sign it. The only problem was there was no “it.” At least not in band terms, it was all Dave, “left to his own devices.”

I love that story I got to experience today with my fellow SXSW’ers and Dave. I was that kid who grabbed a tennis racket, tied a shoe string on as a strap, queued up 12 tapes to my concert playlist, jumped on my bed….and went crazy…until the sweat dripped off my Ozzy, Iron Maiden, and Judas Priest posters. I was that kid who fashioned a microphone off a pool stick and a shabby radio shack microphone. I was the kid who had the tape recorder….although not smart enough get two cranking for multi tracks.

I love the stories of beginnings. I love the passion that resonates through the commitments to “make music,” no matter the devices. That’s why I love working in the music industry, because we all have those stories of the moment our passion became reckless abandonment for anything else.

No matter the side of the stage your vista point is, if you love music…I mean really love it…then we all have those stories. Some may be a karaoke machine and a mirror, while others are a pillow or tennis racket fashioned as an instrument. We all, left to our own devices, make music! What’s your story?

Breathe In & Smile Out,
Chris

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Get Up And Jump

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Today is the day that I get the privilege to worship with my church family at COTES. This has been a long time coming after our detour to Colorado last year.  I can’t begin to capture in words how excited I am to celebrate Jesus tonight with passion.  It’s this passion that drives me to “get up and jump!!!”  I don’t think I’ve ever dedicated a blog post to sharing why I go for it every time I get the opportunity to praise and worship in the band.  So, I’ll take a quick stab at it this morning as I’m about to run through the set list again in preparation for tonight.

First let me just say, I don’t let my passion become action on stage to ever make it about me.  I don’t want to ever make it on one of these cheesy sites that pops up when you google “jumping bass player.” In fact, I’m going to start with my top 5 reasons why jumping around on stage doesn’t make me “cool.”

#5 — Broken Guitar Straps – In mid-song, and in mid-set I have broken many straps.  This may sound hip and cool, but while you’re trying to keep the rhythm going while fumbling to pick up the guitar all coolness leaves the room.

#4 – Rhythmically Challenged – As you may have seen, I can’t really jump in rhythm and play.  I love to jump around, and every now and then I do catch the beat…but inevitably anytime I try to do both I mess up.  Don’t ask me how, but it all works out with an off-rhythm jump and in-rhythm bass line.

#3 – Sweat, Eyes, And Wet Shirts – I don’t have much hair, in fact let’s face it…I don’t have any hair.  So, the sweat pours out over my eyes, nose, ears, and guitar.  When you get sweat stuck between your ear canal and the in-ear monitor that is no fun.  The worse part is sweat creeping into the eyes, where it stings and complicates vision.  My shirts are usually soaking we after a night of praise, which makes for an awkward hug with friends afterwards.

#2 — Falling Off Platforms — This has happened too many times to count.  Luckily I haven’t broken anything major yet, and thankfully we’re all on a level platform now.

#1 — Lost In Worship — There is nothing more embarrassing than being lost in worship and song.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve missed a note, bridge line, or whole chorus bass line because I was so lost in the worship that I totally forgot where I was.  It’s a balance that I haven’t mastered, but I’m getting better at…I try to laugh it off as I’m feeling like the biggest idiot!

Now that we have established that there isn’t any self-fulfilling reason my passion in worship makes me anything else than just another musician serving the church, let me explain why I play the way I do.  Some of you know the past I come from.  I played a lot of years with bands in garages, warehouses, and bars.  When I was  in that scene I would go for it then too.  Of course, I had hair then too…so it was a different kind of “going for it.” The sad thing was it was all for a kingdom of darkness that would eventually drag me to a place that was spiritual death.  By the grace of God, the physical death door I was knocking on stayed closed until He opened my eyes to the path He had set for me.

Now when I get an opportunity to play songs about God, and for Him, I count that a privelege and honor.  I don’t take any of these times of worship lightly.  Music has always moved me, but I can honestly say that praise and worship has moved me like nothing else.  I can’t bring that passion and love to God in worship with nothing less than all of me.  I’m not going to play for His Kingdom any less than I played for the wrong kingdom.  I can’t begin to even comprehend shrinking back when playing for God, for I know how lucky I am to be alive and capable to play.  I celebrate that grace and salvation from death with Jesus and all the angels in Heaven, as I believe they worship in truth and spirit with us.

Please don’t misundertand my point here. I’m not saying that the way I praise and worship is the only way.  I strongly believe that God looks at the heart and wants to see us express worship to Him in truth and spirit.  It’s a choice that we are all given to make.  I don’t judge anyone for how they come into their place of worship.  I do challenge you to make sure that you don’t worship the things of  this world with more passion than our God who created it all…and created us.  For me, I’ll still go for it everytime like it’s my last time.  I believe God was pleased with the way David worshipped with reckless abandon in front of ark of the covenant.  We all still have a reason to get up and jump like David.  My prayer is that I see a family of worshippers tonight that go for it like nothing else in this world!

Breathe In & Smile Out,

Chris