Fun stuff at the DGM diaries

More good stuff from the diaries at DGM, this time Trey Gunn’s. This is fun reading to dig through when bored at work. Here, Gunn writes about the second King Crimson show in Copenhagen (May 27th, 2000, or is it 28th?).

Larks’ was a disaster from the beginning and it crumpled away throughout. Although, I don’t think it was SO obvious for the audience. Even Richard, our manager, thought it was better than last night. It must be the energy of us struggling to hold the piece together.

But, if Lark’s was a disaster then Vrooom was an unleashing of unspeakable horror. At least for me. I completely lost track of where I was in the second fairy fingers section. And being as exposed as I was, well….. what can I say. I knew a viscous crashing was coming several bars before I hit the section — I could feel myself losing my own presence. I played the first three phrases right on, and then I skipped over to the fifth phrase. Yikes, where am I now? By the time that I figured out where I was the rest of the guys had moved forward a few bars — exactly where they should be. By then I was even further out. I knew that I had to keep a totally straight face and not stop playing. Just keep moving chromatically, feigning the air of confidence until I could figure out where I should be just before I need to be there. Eventually I made it (Yes!) and all wasn’t lost. But it sure felt like it.

After the show Robert said to me: “Now you know what it feels like to be the guitar player on FraKctured. All the way through!”

Speaking of this latest incarnation of King Crimson, their new album has really started growing on me. Dark and abrasive, but I didn’t expect anything that would be easy to listen to. It seems most similar in style to the 1980s version of the band, but less pop-influenced with longer, more developed compositions. The 1980s Crimson is by far my least favorite, but somehow I like this stuff much, much better. A full review should be coming soon.

It’s odd to think that I saw what must have been one of Tito Puente’s final shows. Even odder to think that he passed away yesterday - at that show at Yale he was easily the most lively member of his band (despite probably being three times the age of some of the instrumentalists!), flailing at his set and jumping around like a madman.

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