INTRO
I'm a stones throw from being 40, still partying like I'm 20 and realizing that I've got grave dirt on my blue suede shoes. Mother natures bitching, and father time has got my number so I figured I better get some of these stories, resources, and industry knowledge down on paper (or blog) just incase the only 40 I see is the ice-cold Mickeys sitting in front of me as I type this. I'm not gonna lie, I'm more full of shit then a constipated colon tract... but when I bullshit it's usually 50% truth, and 50% spun for fun. So I hope you enjoy this blog, take it for what it's worth and enjoy the ride. Life is short, live it up.
MUSICAL PREFERENCE:
I have long been a fan of live music, studio recordings have a place in my heart also - I mean hell, that shit employed me for the past 20 years. But I have always enjoyed a live show over studio sessions. My musical influences date back to my old man and his love for classic rock, he was a guitarist and overall decent musician. My mother listened but didn't play. She was into R&B and pop. Saturday mornings while she cleaned the house she usually rocked Diana Ross, The Pointer Sisters, Michael Jackson, and other similar music styles.
Honestly, I liked it all... I could listen to Thriller, then turn around and let the hair down to some Led Zep. In my teenage years I experienced heavily in hallucinogens and as a result became a huge Doors fan. My constant drug abuse was was not embraced by my mother and she has never cared for the Doors since then.
Come the mid-late 90's I was submerged in the Grunge scene. Growing up in a suburb of Seattle you were a fan of Grunge and the Seahawks. Shit, back then we even had a basketball team (fuck you Oklahoma). Long story short, I saw Alice In Chains 2-3 times, Soundgarden 10 times, and Nirvana more then I can count. Flannel was as common to my wardrobe as underwear.
Then came a lull in my musical interests... I was looking for something new, fresh, inspiring and found it in the least obvious of all places... Hip-Hop. NO, not the shit you hear on the radio, but more of the underground movement that had been taking place in the mid-late 90's while I was in Grunge mode.
After a short stint being involved in that scene I departed Seattle for Arizona. I have really gravitated to southern blues rock, and southern rock. I guess this is the furthest south I have ever lived and as a result we get to see a lot of live shows touring through here. So that's where I am at this time in my life, I'm listening to some darker southern blues rock and thought I would share.
DAX RIGGS:
I was mixing a punk band in L.A. one weekend in 2013. The drummer was rocking out in the lounge to what I thought at the time was a scratch recording of something they were going to record. My dick got hard, I loved it and was totally stoked to record. The problem as it turned out... it wasn't their music... he was a fan of this band called Deadboy & The Elephantmen. Dax was already doing his solo project, but deadboy was a previous project of his. This is the song that was on. It's called "Stop I'm Already Dead". The video below is a live version, Dax live is off the chain! There are very few raw artists that have that kind of song writing talent to write such good songs, and then perform them at a level that connects to the audience. I have tons of friends who just don't see what I see, and obviously a country full of music listeners who don't hear it either.... Dax doesn't get the recognition his music deserves... but that's ok, his local shows only have about 100 or so people, which means we can get to the front of the stage and rock without to o much push back. So take a listen to the video before, enjoy it's simplicity, his raw talent, and notice that there are no gimmicks, nothing is over processed, no crazy sound engineering and layering effects, this is just a raw dude, singing raw music.
I'm a stones throw from being 40, still partying like I'm 20 and realizing that I've got grave dirt on my blue suede shoes. Mother natures bitching, and father time has got my number so I figured I better get some of these stories, resources, and industry knowledge down on paper (or blog) just incase the only 40 I see is the ice-cold Mickeys sitting in front of me as I type this. I'm not gonna lie, I'm more full of shit then a constipated colon tract... but when I bullshit it's usually 50% truth, and 50% spun for fun. So I hope you enjoy this blog, take it for what it's worth and enjoy the ride. Life is short, live it up.
MUSICAL PREFERENCE:
I have long been a fan of live music, studio recordings have a place in my heart also - I mean hell, that shit employed me for the past 20 years. But I have always enjoyed a live show over studio sessions. My musical influences date back to my old man and his love for classic rock, he was a guitarist and overall decent musician. My mother listened but didn't play. She was into R&B and pop. Saturday mornings while she cleaned the house she usually rocked Diana Ross, The Pointer Sisters, Michael Jackson, and other similar music styles.
Honestly, I liked it all... I could listen to Thriller, then turn around and let the hair down to some Led Zep. In my teenage years I experienced heavily in hallucinogens and as a result became a huge Doors fan. My constant drug abuse was was not embraced by my mother and she has never cared for the Doors since then.
Come the mid-late 90's I was submerged in the Grunge scene. Growing up in a suburb of Seattle you were a fan of Grunge and the Seahawks. Shit, back then we even had a basketball team (fuck you Oklahoma). Long story short, I saw Alice In Chains 2-3 times, Soundgarden 10 times, and Nirvana more then I can count. Flannel was as common to my wardrobe as underwear.
Then came a lull in my musical interests... I was looking for something new, fresh, inspiring and found it in the least obvious of all places... Hip-Hop. NO, not the shit you hear on the radio, but more of the underground movement that had been taking place in the mid-late 90's while I was in Grunge mode.
After a short stint being involved in that scene I departed Seattle for Arizona. I have really gravitated to southern blues rock, and southern rock. I guess this is the furthest south I have ever lived and as a result we get to see a lot of live shows touring through here. So that's where I am at this time in my life, I'm listening to some darker southern blues rock and thought I would share.
DAX RIGGS:
I was mixing a punk band in L.A. one weekend in 2013. The drummer was rocking out in the lounge to what I thought at the time was a scratch recording of something they were going to record. My dick got hard, I loved it and was totally stoked to record. The problem as it turned out... it wasn't their music... he was a fan of this band called Deadboy & The Elephantmen. Dax was already doing his solo project, but deadboy was a previous project of his. This is the song that was on. It's called "Stop I'm Already Dead". The video below is a live version, Dax live is off the chain! There are very few raw artists that have that kind of song writing talent to write such good songs, and then perform them at a level that connects to the audience. I have tons of friends who just don't see what I see, and obviously a country full of music listeners who don't hear it either.... Dax doesn't get the recognition his music deserves... but that's ok, his local shows only have about 100 or so people, which means we can get to the front of the stage and rock without to o much push back. So take a listen to the video before, enjoy it's simplicity, his raw talent, and notice that there are no gimmicks, nothing is over processed, no crazy sound engineering and layering effects, this is just a raw dude, singing raw music.
CONCLUSION:
Well, that concludes this post on Dax. I've been listening to the Blood album while I sat here writing this and it was amazing. Very diverse in his musical arrangements. The 40 of Mickeys is about to find it's way out my urethra, and I want to finish the new Netflix release "Narcos". So I really gotta run. I hope to see you back for some more blogging bullshit and good times. Until then, cheers to the beers!
Jimmy E.