Monday, 6 October 2014

JEFF PORCARO - MY DRUM TUTOR

~ Here is another terrific still from the movie Give My Regards To Broad Street ~ 

Steve Lukather, Jeff Porcaro, John Paul Jones & my Father, Brian, all got on incredibly well together during the shooting of the movie at Elstree Studios. For me, though, the defining moment has to be when my Father took me onto the set for the first time that I saw & heard Jeff play the drums. 

It was dark & I had to be quiet for they were preparing an important shot. I was nervous as it was so hot & dark. You could not see anything. Then all of a sudden someone shouted; " Action ! ". The lights sprang on & that was it. The moment I heard Jeff play his incredible drum kit, that stood out on a podium I was completely knocked out. I shook inside for ages afterwards. 

 After this amazing experience was over & the set was back to a normal scene I could not help myself starring at Jeff as he walked around smoking a cigarette. I was completely transfixed by this man. For I was a child & had never before experienced anything like it. The power & force of his playing was simply out of this world. 

Later, as I became a regular on-set, I got to know Jeff, along with my Brother, Nathan, & he began to show us the rudiments of drumming. Jeff knew I, we, were in awe of his drums & made himself totally available to us. One day he asked me if I would like to learn. Naturally, I said that I would, as did Nathan, so he showed us. I have been playing ever since. Only when I lost Nathan did I stop playing for a while. 

 Whenever Jeff was called off-set for something or other we were allowed to mess around on his drums. I remember hitting the tom as hard as I could & an assistant laughing at my audacity.

Jeff was a warm, lovely human being that was always smiling & laughing, kidding around with everyone. Whenever we arrived on set he would call out to us. " Hey Guys ! " It was great for us. We had never met an American before, let alone one this friendly. Every Saturday morning, as we arrived on set, we would make a bee-line for Jeff & call out; " Hi Jeff ! ". Never once did Jeff ignore or frighten either of us. He was totally available & friendly whenever we were there. In fact, if he was ever called off-set for something he would allow us to mess around on his drums. I remember hitting the tom as hard as I could one day, I thought I would get told off, or break it, when an assistant came over, but she then began laughing at my audacity. 

 Eventually shooting wrapped & it was time for us all to say goodbye. I knew it would be sad, as did Nathan, as we had become incredibly attached to Jeff, but I never realized how difficult it would be for me. That last day I asked Jeff if he would sign my autograph book & he did for both of us. He also gave us both a snare head, brushes, sticks & one really cool thing, that is above all else, the biggest, warmest, loveliest hug we could have wished for. 

 Magical days that will never leave me. They have & continue to inspire & drive me forward to be the best that I can be within my ability as a Drummer. But the most important thing that Jeff taught me was how to focus & be an asset to others. He changed my life, not only with his incredible drumming & ability to teach me, but by his warmth & kindness as a man. 


I miss you, Jeff.

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

~ Gene Clark ~ A Genius ~

  • Gene Clarke was a genius. 

  •  Certainly much more than a tambourine player in the Byrds. In fact, Roger McGuinn & David Crosby were so threatened by his talent at their peak they both did everything in their power to out him from the band that he originally formed which he called The Beefeaters. They had one hit before renaming themselves The Byrds. At times, Clarke`s later solo work could be breathtaking in its simplicity, yet incredibly dark & meaningful too. Past address`s is one good example of his contrasts. Clarke was a complex character that found it difficult being a pop star. Due to his personal issues, he declined many other lucrative invitations to join bands of the day. For, one of his biggest obstacles, & one McGuinn took full advantage, of was flying. Clarke had a debilitating phobia against flying which limited him drastically. The frustration this caused within him also led to a life-long battle with alcohol & living a like a tramp in & out of run-down motels & homes. Sadly, Gene died to late to allow the woman he fell in love with, Carla Olson, to help him rehabilitate. He also collaborated with her on his last ever album venture. One of the best gigs I ever attended was watching Gene support Lindisfarne in Aldershot, when I was around fourteen, with my Dad. It was to be an incredible performance. Today, looking back, I can see how blessed I was to have been there. Gene Clark is a legend & his body of work should be reissued as soon as possible. For his work is as relevant today as it was when it was released.
  • Matthew St John Higgins