On Practicing Guitar

I Wanna Be Adored: The Saga of Cargo Culte

Once, I swore I wouldn’t form any more rock bands. Then a bolt of lightning from Maine called me asking for guitar lessons. It was the beginning of a band and a friendship. Unfortunately, the friendship eventually dissolved into a Nigel Tufnel – David St. Higgins type of, “We shant work together again” sort of farce, but for a while there, it was magic.

We started writing songs, and we always had plenty of fine wine to fuel the sessions and parties. There were some great vintages in those days, particularly the 2002 Red Burgundy. The market was high – the crash would come later. I wrote the music and my new collaborator Brendan wrote the words and melodies.

Nicholas James Maciolek and Tamar Prager at Kenny's Castaways in the mid-aughts.

I knew a bunch of musicians from bands I was in and the first version of our group included a drummer named Chip and the diabolically talented Nicholas James Maciolek on bass (above with Tamar). I met Nick in the band Her Majesty. He then got me a gig playing guitar in another group he was in, with a beautiful singer-songwriter named Arielle (below with me) and her eventual wife, Tamar. We did some great shows together.

Chris and Arielle at Kenny's.

Brendan was a natural onstage. I could tell by the way he moved when he played guitar. It was as if he was playing some simple thing like “Dead Flowers” for the back rows of Madison Square Garden. He also had a ton of friends between him and his girlfriend’s clans back home so there would be seventy people to see us do a gig at Kenny’s Castaways.

I was listening to Serge Gainsbourg a lot in those days, The History of Melody Nelson practically every day when I got up. We named the band after one of the songs, “Cargo Culte.” We tried to live it like Serge and I actually succeeded at one point but more on that later, perhaps.

The final lineup of Cargo Culte Left to Right: Mr Lucky, bass, Brendan, myself, and Tom Costogliola, drums. I was pretty lucky in those days, too.

A friend of mine had an excellent studio. It was called The Batcave and his name is Gary. His studio was designed by a genuine acoustical engineer and as soon as I saw it, I knew that it was the real deal. The first thing I look for in a studio is an isolation booth. It’s amazing that so many NYC studios don’t have one. But when I walked into the Batcave, I could see immediately that lo and behold, there were two of them! Maybe it was one for each wing, I’m not sure. But you could play an acoustic guitar in one while the drummer played outside in the main room and a singer warbled away in the other booth and I actually did this. Made me feel like a rock star. Oh, yeah – the studio sounded great.

From the first note to the last, we did everything at the Batcave. The point I’m coming to is that The Batman gave some real serious value for money. And he did a fantastic job engineering the EP that we produced. Gary made a tiny boo-boo at one point but it didn’t affect the final mix. In fact, I called him one day (on a motherfucking land line!) and he was sitting there, working on our record. I think he spent hours mixing this one song, free of charge. To me, it seemed like a privilege to be able to work this way, but no one else thought much of it. I think Brendan appreciated it.

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The first song on our EP is “Justine,” which comes from the title of Lawrence Durrell’s Alexandria Quartet. A literary band, that’s what we were. Again, the repeated riff and this time the chorus with octaves, something I was into at the time. Easy for me to do for some reason – I wish I could speed pick. But not sweep pick. Maybe the swoop. I like the texture of the guitars and the way they’re layered – thanks Gary! I borrowed a pedal called a Strange Master from one of my students and it’s in there between the rhythm and lead guitars. I used my Marshall JCM 900 on a lot of that and a Fulltone ’69 fuzz. I love the lick at the end of the choruses, ala Zep, The Stones, Kurt and everybody else. The lineup for the EP was Brendan Tateishi - vocals, Christian Botta - guitar/backing vocals, Nicholas James Maciolek - bass, and Tom Costagliola - drums.  Recorded by Gary Dorfman. 

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The second song on our EP is called “Been Through It All.” It has a repeated riff, a concept I was trying to work in and a double plagal cadence (drop me a line!) of power chords in the hook. To me it smacked of The Who but it was really more like The Smiths, one of Brendan’s favorite bands. The lyrics seem to have something to do with “Melody Nelson,” a song from the Serge album. Everyone was always saying that we sounded like The Smiths or the Stone Roses, which I didn’t get because I had been listening to The Smiths for years and I have an original pressing of the first Stone Roses album and I just didn’t hear it. I hear it now.

When we finished cutting the basic track of the song in the studio I was really happy with the way it came out. I used a Rick Kelly Telecaster which was brand new at the time and a Riviera 5512 which sadly has flown the coop. But eventually, I made too many overdubs and it sounds a little busy, maybe too complicated of an arrangement. I got a really good wah-wah sound using a Les Paul, a Vox Wah and the Riviera. It was a bit much for so-called Alt Rock. Boo-hoo!

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The third song is “Rapture,” which I never understood. Maybe it was some kind of lapsed Catholic thing. It has a cool groove though, which Gary got into and worked on, connecting to it via Neil Young. I adapted the guitar solo from Iggy and the Stooges “Shake Appeal” from Raw Power. I worked hard on all the parts of the record. I’m happy with the way it came out.

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Finally, there is “Back & Forth,” a ballad with Pink Floyd overtones. I like this one a lot, from the emotional lyrics to the orchestration and the overall sweep of the song. It features a guitar part that I’m very proud of. When all was said and done, there still seemed to be a hole in the chorus. I had a part that I had been working on, a line. I planned to play it straight but at the last minute I decided to use an MXR Blue Box. This is an octave fuzz pedal but instead of doubling the line an octave above, it puts the double an octave below, maybe two. It really fattens up the guitar and makes it sound like a synthesizer. It made the chorus bust out like a son of a bitch. Nailing these little studio flourishes isn’t as easy as it sounds. I finally got one!

We did some nifty covers at our gigs, too. My favorite was “Chimes of a City Clock” by Nick Drake. I wish I had a video of that. Have you ever listened to the words? There are a lot of them and they’re tricky to organize in your mind. Brendan did an amazing job with that. I had a straightforward approach to the guitar that can be done without fingerpicking or a fancy tuning and I got a velvety sound with an Electro-Harmonix Small Stone. I love phase shifters!

 

We also covered “I Wanna Be Adored” by the Stone Roses, maybe Brendan’s favorite band. You can see the performance of that in our medley (above) which includes a version of one of my originals, “Clouds.” It gives a good idea of what the band sounded like towards the end. A little heavy for us. A bit tougher to pull off was Lou Reed’s “I’m So Free,” a sleeper from the Transformer album. Go figure.

In the final sessions, where we were trying to write more tunes. I started working on a tune in F#, one of my favorite keys, and used slide guitar, which I had always played but never focused on enough. This idea would become the corner stone of my next band. I decided to return to my roots, the blues. The song is called, “Just Ain’t Right.”

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Amazingly, our very cool demo/EP didn’t seem to do a great deal for us other than getting nice gigs at Arlene’s Grocery. Our following never grew beyond Brendan’s huge circle of friends and my limited one and the bumps and bruises of making it happen started to add up. This was pre-internet and it was still the time of, “Where are we gonna get a record deal?” Squabbles over the band’s direction, hired gun issues, songwriting and of course money eventually led to the band’s demise. Whaaaa! But I’m still really proud of what we did. It was a great little band and a lot of fun. -Christian Botta

Mojo And The Mayhem Rock The Loft At City Winery

I went to The Loft at City Winery in NYC to see one of my students play with his band, Mojo And The Mayhem and I was thoroughly impressed by his playing and the lively, accomplished sound of the band. Paul Lederer takes slide guitar lessons from me but he was totally polished and inspired in a bluesy, r&b inflected lead guitar style. He wielded a Gibson ES-335 through a Fender combo and got a great, woody tone out of them to go along with his flawless execution and subtly mod look.

The band is a large one, eight pieces including two female vocalists. There’s a definite chemistry about the group and it’s not that surprising when Paul explains, “My cousin, Ben Deixler, and I put together this band with friends.” It’s not the typical New Orleans-styled groove that many NYC blues/funk/r&b big bands go for, but a slightly more modern, commercial sound with a highly danceable and nonetheless rollicking feeling. I’d have to get in there with my groovometer to check on the New Orleans Quotient but my assistant is on vacation for now…

It’s hard to tell who’s in charge with this group, they all contribute so much. But front and center would seem to be Larkin McSurely Bradshaw on vocals and Jimmy Rose on trumpet (pictured above). The pair also wrote the single from the group’s new EP, “Good Day.” Keyboardist Ben Deixler also contributed lead vocals to the record and songwriting expertise.

 

Bassist Aiden Boardman is also an undeniable presence with a small scale but large sounding bass. Everyone it seems contributes vocals except perhaps the solid and grooving drummer Dylan Awalt-Conley. Vocalist Jennie Riverso took the lead on at least one song and the harmony vocals on the band’s records and in concert are really sweet. It’s a pleasure to hear such in tune and polished harmonies at a club gig in NYC and certainly many fans will be attracted to their sound. Rounding out the corps but not in any way second line (I still don’t know what that means although I know the sound!) is Tom McHugh on trombone.

The sound at the gig was quite good – very balanced and smooth – although I had a little trouble making out words in the verses. But the band before them also had this problem despite having a totally different lineup with two guitars and separate lead vocals in a standard configuration. So, maybe someone needs to cut or boost frequencies somewhere in the live mix.

Or maybe I just need to learn all the words to Mojo and The Mayhems songs! And you should too. You can check them out at DROM on Thursday, February 28^th from 10:30 to 11:30pm and at the Parkside Lounge on March 16^th from 8:30 to 10pm. Paul adds that, “later in April, we’re excited to do a mini tour in central NY state around Ithaca and Syracuse because some members are from those parts.”-Christian Botta

Riding Shotgun With Bassist Mike Muller

 

I hit the Red Lion Blues Jam on Bleecker Street on maybe the second coldest night of the year about ten days ago on Monday, January 21^st aka Martin Luther King Day. Due to the weather there weren’t as many jammers as usual but the place eventually filled up with an appreciative crowd.

Mike Muller on the world stage somewhere...

I was lucky to get up on stage with my friend Mike Muller, who is a dynamite bass player and a great singer and performer. He brought out two interesting tunes, “I Just Dropped in to See What Condition My Condition Was In," by Kenny Rogers and the First Edition and “Every Night of the Week,” by Tracy Nelson.

 

Please note the Irish sweater worn by the guitarist on the left. I forgot to take it off it was so cold.

The band included Nick Mancuso on drums, Mike on bass and vocals, an unnamed newcomer on guitar who played some very nice licks – stage right and lefthanded – there’s a song in there somewhere - myself with the gorgeous blue Strat, and Mark Mancini on keys, who played some nice Hammond-styled backing and solos. I also played and sang one of my favorite songs, “The Things I Used To Do” by Guitar Slim (not included).

Thanks to Big Ed and his band for making the night happen all these years and to Sylvie Yannello for the highly watchable video. -Christian Botta

Saints and Sinners Getting Busy in 2019

Hello and Happy New Year! Saints and Sinners has some good stuff planned for the beginning of the year and we thought we would share it with you. First of all, we have a residency at The Shrine, one of our favorite venues. We’re playing every other Tuesday in January and February, that is Jan 15, Jan 29, Feb 12 and Feb 26, from 10:30 to midnight. Ah yes! The wee wee hours as Frank Sinatra once sang. Well not quite, that’s even later. It’s a relaxed, night owl sort of scene that gives way to freestyle dancing and other shenanigans after midnight. The Shrine is located at 2271 Adam Clayton Powell Jr Blvd – that’s 7^the Ave and 133^rd St. in Harlem. It’s free. We will of course be hitting all these gigs with the ever dangerous Dave Gerstein on bass, Mike Rodbard from, ahem, Chicago on drums and vocals, and yours truly, Christian Botta on guitar and vocals.

The second big thing is that we have this terrific gig at The Bitter End on Friday, February 15 at 9pm. Yes, we busted right into the big time, it seems. We hope you can make it to that one. We are under the threat of house arrest if we don’t bring in a good crowd and we sure would love to play there on a regular basis. Come on! Join us. We know it’s the day after Valentine’s Day. So, if he or she breaks your heart, just come on out and party to some blues and rock and roll with us. Otherwise, just storm out of the house on Friday like a regular homewrecker would. It feels great, let me tell you! We will be playing our new album, natch...

In case you’re unaware, The Bitter End once hosted Curtis Mayfield and his super fly band, no not the Impressions, but a kind of post-Impressionist line up, yes – The "Freddie’s Dead" crew. So, Curtis made an album of that run, twelve nights in a row. I highly recommend listening to it. It is FABULOUS! But we’ve only got one night so, I hope you can be there. The Bitter End is located at 147 Bleecker St. in The Village. It costs ten bucks. Thank you for your patience! Watch the closing doors!

Visiting Salzburg Birthplace of Mozart

While visiting my girlfriend in Budapest, we took a side trip to Salzburg, Austria, the birthplace of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Those who are familiar with my blog must know that I’m a diehard Mozart fanatic. Have you ever cooked a Sunday pasta dinner while listening to Don Giovanni? You must try it, I say! Must!

In any event, I was struck by the breathtaking natural beauty of this small city on the Eastern edge of the Alps. In all my days of reading about, hearing about and listening to Mozart, I seemed to have missed this fact. Gorgeous snow-capped peaks loom in the distance, and Salzburg is surrounded by rocky hills, small and large. There is also a very large fortress on one of these hills overlooking the old town.

A view from the tower of the fortress

We visited the house where Mozart was born (main pic, above), which is a very good museum on his early life and beyond. Included in the displays were a lock of Mozart’s hair and the violin he played as a child. The literature was very interesting, stressing that Mozart was never poor and in fact did quite well for himself. He just liked to spend money, you see. The house is situated right on one of the main streets of the old town, which is immaculately kept up. You would never know the buildings are all centuries old.

The Mozart family eventually moved to lodgings on the other side of the river. Unfortunately, we didn’t have time to visit, but I hope to go back. You could easily spend a week in Salzburg, as long as you have an interest in going outdoors and getting some exercise. The hiking would appear to be first rate. The restaurants are also excellent, and we were lucky enough to encounter a Krumpus at one of the them.

One interesting thing about Salzburg and Vienna is that the population there certainly seems to have money, and everything runs like clockwork. But visiting is not expensive up to the eyeballs as it is in cities like New York, London and Copenhagen. Makes you kinda wonder…

But back to Mozart. Well, anyway, in a last note, I must say that it’s not all that surprising that Mozart grew up in a place of such awesome natural beauty. It’s reflected in his music, naturally. Oh yes, one other thing – there is an incredible cathedral – The Salzburg Cathedral, where Mozart was baptized. There has been a church on the site since 774 AD and the present building dates from 1628. There are excavated portions of the earlier buildings in a lower area that you can visit. It’s a magnificent church. Unfortunately, we didn't have time to hear any music. We are sure to return one day. -Christian Botta

Maxim Vengerov Returns to Carnegie Hall

The first time the violinist Maxim Vengerov came to my attention, he was pictured in the print version of the New York Times. Eyes closed and leaning back with his violin like Jimmy Page, he had a soulful, intense look on his face and was clearly caught up in a rapturous moment. This of course was a full-on orchestral concert and he was surrounded by other musicians. The conductor’s scowl clearly expressed his disdain for the emotional histrionics on display. I was an instant fan and I had that photo on my refrigerator for a good while.

It took me years to finally catch Vengerov in concert. This is because I’m somewhat inept at following the musicians that I enjoy – it seems that I’m always reading about a concert the day after it happens. Also, Vengerov took a hiatus from playing in public due to an injury, and he made a new career out of conducting and giving master classes. His recent history is a little complicated. When I read about it now, it seems like there may have been two hiatuses.

Vengerov, presumably in his swashbuckling, romantic heyday.

But several months ago, I hit the jackpot when I saw he would be playing at Carnegie Hall in a featured concert, just him and his piano accompanist, Roustem Saitkoulov. He also played a few selections by himself. Solo violin concerts are a bit of a different animal from a typical orchestral concert. There are more idiosyncratic works – pieces that are mainly known to fiddlers and their audience. Then of course there are the pyrotechnics and the encores – that's the super awesome part.

The concert began with a stately Violin Sonata No. 3 in D minor, Opus 108 by Johannes Brahms (1888). As a rock and blues musician, it’s a little confusing for me to hear such a serene mood sustained in the opening number of a concert, but this piece worked well in the overall arc of the performance. I was completely unfamiliar with it but I will revisit it. George Enescu’s Violin Sonata No. 2 in F Minor, Opus 6 (1889) was up next, and this work took the night’s music to another level. Again, an unfamiliar work but seemingly more strident and well suited to a very large hall. The work is a violin staple.

After the intermission, Maurice Ravel’s, Violin Sonata (1927) brought the evening a little further into the recent past or at least the past of only a century ago. The unusual textures and harmonies were evident and it was clear that this was a modern work although keyed in a melodic, resonant tonal space. Heinrich Ernst’s (1814-1865) “The Last Rose of Summer” was next and by this time the atmosphere was more relaxed and intimate. Composed in the last year of his life, the title would appear to be apt.

Nicolo Paganini’s (1782-1840) “I Palpiti,” composed in 1819, was another violin specialty that Vengerov gave his impassioned treatment to. There were several encores, including one of Brahms’ Hungarian Dances, which was a treat. By this time, Vengerov would announce the names of the pieces in his soft, heavily accented voice. There seemed to be a hint of descreet amplification at work. Otherwise, it’s doubtful that Maxim would have been heard when he made his announcements.

It was at this time that amazing virtuosic playing became the order of the day, and Vengerov did several tricks that seemed humanly impossible. One included what appeared to be the plucking of a second pizzicato melody while engaged in playing fast, difficult long runs up and down the violin’s fingerboard. A sustained, ethereal sound appeared at times, very high and pure. Maxim Vengerov’s violin, the ex-Kreutzer Stradivarius built in 1727, was in its element, in the hands of its rightful owner, in the right hall, and with the right audience, which would be to say, people who had come out to see some superstar quality fiddling. The arc of the evening was complete. -Christian Botta

Sonny Landreth at NY's City Winery - Concert Review

I was lucky to have the opportunity to catch a few concerts these past few months in NYC and beyond. I’m very picky, it’s true and the venue means a lot to me. Also, I don’t have a ton of dough and I’ve seen a shitload of really outstanding concerts (Frank Zappa, Led Zeppelin, and on and on...) in my time so I’m a tough sell. I managed to see some really top flight musicians in two out of the three shows, though, I’m happy to say.

The middle show in the lineup was Sonny Landreth at the City Winery. My friend who goes to tons of concerts, sports events and the like bought the tickets or I wouldn’t have even known that Sonny was playing and basically right in my own backyard. Just shows how you can be a knucklehead at times, despite the best intentions. I play a lot of slide guitar as anyone who reads my blog must know. So it was a no-brainer.

Mr. Landreth as the NY Times might call him, was well on form. Definitely a super technical guitar player but with a lot of soul. He was playing a lot of numbers from his Bound By The Blues album, which was released in 2015. These included an excellent version of “Firebird Blues,” a Johnny Winter tribute that captured Johnny’s slinky, swaggering sexiness in the feel of the song in a very intrinsic, elemental way. It was way cool. All in the groove, perhaps. Killing.

Plenty of classic blues numbers including Robert Johnson’s “Walking Blues,” Elmore James’ “It Hurts Me Too,” and Big Bill Broonzy’s “Key To The Highway” were also on offer and delivered with inventiveness, passion and style. We were right up close and I got to see Sonny working his magic in detail, not that you can easily put together what he’s doing. What tuning is he in? It’s not that obvious but you can get an idea. He’s that good. His use of effects is also stunning yet tasteful and his legendary sound surprised me by its muscle. Most of the clips that I’ve seen online (posted by fans) emphasize his lyrical gifts, but in this here concert he was in more of an ass-kicking mood.

The show was opened by… Sonny and his band in acoustic form. They played a relatively short set with drummer Brian Brignac on one of those zany box thingies and the bassist David Ranson playing an absurdly small ukulele bass. It sounded wonderful and complete, with a clear, full sound in which you could hear everything you wanted in an excellent, balanced mix. Unfortunately, the sound during the electric set was a little bit heavy on the guitar to the point where the vocals were somewhat lost. Also, it was rather short.

I managed to steal a lick from Sonny, probably the simplest one that he played all night. It clicked for me because I’ve heard Lowell George play it as well. I used it last night in my gig so I figure, yes – he was playing in Open A or Open G at some point. Thanks Sonny! Another thing I noticed was Sonny’s supernatural ability to navigate the effects, his guitar and singing all at the same time, no easy Feat. There was one lightning fast move in particular that I can still see in my mind, a quick hit on the pedal board and an adjustment to the guitar volume or tone (one of his guitars was a custom Strat with four knobs, no less!) all in the blink of an eye as a solo gave way to a vocal. All slide guitar players who sing will appreciate that, I’m sure. -Christian Botta

Saints and Sinners Drop Full Length Debut

It’s a crazy world. And Saints and Sinners are here to add some reality and emotion along with a good time to the situation. With their debut album, Saints and Sinners, the blues rock band from NYC brings you five originals, a few reworked classics and more choice covers from their live set, adding warmth, and an edge back into the system. Bucking the system – that’s what it’s all about, right?

Recorded in Brooklyn at Virtue and Vice and Linden Underground, the basic tracks were cut live in the studio all in one day. It’s true, there were a couple of overdubs, maybe a few. But all the solos were full takes and there is minimal digital wizardry. Maybe a little. But the band – Christian Botta on guitar and vocals, Dave Gerstein on bass and Daryl Cozzi on drums can definitely bring it live. (Cozzi left after the album was completed and has been replaced by Chicago native Mike Rodbard)

The set kicks off with a fast boogie, “Good Time Girl.” You must listen all the way through to fully understand the lyrics. Remember those? It could be a story of a hot girl or a hot boy you once knew – girls are doing it too these days. But check it out – have you ever been used? And didn’t you secretly love it? OK. I think I see a few hands… (click the title/link below to hear the tune)

Good Time Girl

“World Gone Mad” downshifts the tempo a little. You know what this one’s about. Penned in the waning months of the shocking year of 2016, the situation is still relevant. How many ways can you slice and dice a twelve-bar form? This is one of them. No shit! Some nice drum work by Cozzi and a funky bass from Gerstein. And some stolen agenda from Curtis Mayfield.

World Gone Mad

The next song, “Easy Rider Blues” is a transformation of Ma Rainey, as the musicologists would say. Remember her? No reason why you should unless you’re a hundred years old. A little Exile On Mainstreet vibe. A nice groove. More slide guitar. This was the second to last song cut in the session at Virtue and Vice Studios. Maybe a shot of whisky on hand. What was it that Keith Richards said about the acoustic guitar?

Easy Rider Blues

The last tune cut was the uptempo stomper, “She Gets Me.” Modern morals, they say, will be the uplifting of society. Yes indeed! But it swings. Cut with minimal supervision, planning, polish or contrivance. And a brand new amp, a sweetie. An impulse buy. I guess that would make it of its time. It’s a consumer society – always. The record company wants this as the single.

She Gets Me

The next tune is where the heavy blues starts. “Door to Door Blues” is a tune that Chris has been playing for a while. The arrangement owes a bit to the classic singles of BB King, circa the late ‘50s. And the guitar owes a bit to… Peter Green, someone said. Ha! We’ll take it. Ever go door to door? It’s not as bad as it sounds. You’ve got to listen all the way to 2:37. Chris wrote “Door to Door Blues” when he was selling wine on “The Street,” as it’s known in the trade. A notoriously difficult business, there are some perks however. And dig that beautiful walking bass from Dave!

Door To Door Blues

The pumping “Malted Milk” follows, a cover of the Robert Johnson classic. Totally re-imagined, whereby we go back in time to the night of the party. Yes, that’s right – if Johnson’s original describes the aftermath of the party, this is the night before. The party proper. The transformation, in reverse. Parties are meant to be loud. The tune is loud. With a six-four measure neatly stitched into the fabric. Parties sometimes yield complex situations. A slide guitar rave-up, you never knew Johnson’s rumination had such a pretty tune. Coruscating guitar – heh heh… Had to use one of those muso words…

Malted Milk

But every party has its aftermath, the next tune provides it. At the best party, you meet someone new right? Ever hear about the devil you know? Well they were right, but who makes smart decisions when it comes to love? “These Four Walls” is a love hangover, a minor blues – what else could it be? Let me tell you – it was worth it.

These Four Walls

“Going to Main Street” is a staple of the band’s live set. A Muddy Waters tune, the song inspired Chris to form the band when he heard Levon Helm kill it at a Hubert Sumlin birthday bash. Saints and Sinners take the song a little into the rockabilly zone, with a raw twang and swinging beat provided by Cozzi, also a Levon devotee.

Going To Main Street

Sonny Boy Williamson’s “Sad To Be Lonely” is the penultimate track. The rhythm guys dig the groove on this one and we hope you do, too. Sonny Boy II often laces his truest blues with humor, which is something the ‘Sinners try to do, too. Ooops, we meant Saints and Sinners. We almost named it the Solid Sinners in honor of Sonny Boy, but hey – that would have been presumptuous.

Sad To Be Alone

Finally there is “San Ho-Zay,” a Freddie King instrumental that the boys give a tough spin and a modern sound. The synergy of the rhythm section is on display as Chris plays a couple of Freddie’s choruses and then a couple of his own. Kudos to Jeff Cook at Linden Underground Studios for bringing the tight, minimalist sound into a crunchy and edgy update on the original.

San-Ho-Zay

With the release of the album, the band is hitting the road with the first stop at The Shrine in Harlem on November 2^nd. Saints and Sinners will be bringing their modern and eclectic take on the blues to fans in the Tri-State area and hopefully beyond in the indeterminate future. It’s a world gone mad, but they’re aiming to bring a little sanity. Just a little bit.

All songs composed by Christian Botta except as indicated.

A Tail of Six Strats

Have you ever tried to pursue the mythical, deified “perfect Strat”? My first real guitar was a 1975 Fender Strat with a maple fingerboard, and it cost $220, made in America, no tremolo bar aka a “Hardtail.” I thought I knew something about Strats. How much can you know? Turns out I’m still learning. With Fender’s ever-diversifying catalogue, we may never get the full picture, unless of course, you have the bucks to shell out for a Pre-CBS and you can say, I’ve got it all.

The Hardtail Strat in action at Kenny's Castaways with Chris Trotta on Drums and Aaron Chesler on bass. The slide conversion is official!

This first hardtail Strat of mine was my main guitar growing up. I played classical guitar in college so that took me away from my Strat for four years except for a one year trip to the University of Richmond where all I tried to do was play in bars and get into trouble. While I was in Mannes College, I bought a ‘70s Les Paul Custom and that became my main guitar. I always kept the hardtail Strat though. I even played it at CBGBs once – behind my head! I had some pickups installed at one point, a crazy combination of Duncans – a quarter pounder for the neck, a vintage style in the middle, and a “hot Strat” in the bridge. That one really barks!

The Hardtail Strat goes to college!

Eventually after I got out of school I realized I needed a Strat with a Whammy Bar. I tried a couple at Matt Umanov’s in the Village – what a shame to see that store go! Anyway, I was so naïve about the setup that I decided to take a black American Strat over a nice Black ’62 Reissue because I couldn’t understand why the top note on a bent double stop would be going out of tune. Ever hear of the blocked off vintage style trem? Duh! Both were rosewood. I had become somewhat of a rosewood person. The American Strat was a little uninspiring but I threw my crazy pickups in there and then took them out when I sold it a few years later. I wouldn’t mind having that guitar now…

The Forest Green Metallic '62 Reissue in Jeff Cook's Linden Underground Studio.

When I got some money a few years later, I started traveling, and I wanted a kind of “travel guitar.” I had a lot of students who had Mexican Strats and some of them were really nice. They cost $300 at the time. I got a beautiful Olympic White one and a set of Vintage ’69 Custom Shop pickups and threw ‘em in there. Or rather Rick Kelly put them in. It sounded great but the fretboard lacked a certain smoothness. I did play it at a club in the Netherlands, though. The pickups helped.

Around this time, I purchased a custom made, white “Kelly Tele” with Lindy Fralin pickups (below) and that became my main guitar, replacing a Burgundy Les Paul Classic. Yes, it’s true – I’ve always loved Strats but mostly get my main sound elsewhere. But I was still hunting for that perfect Strat! I looked all over New York City – I’m not kidding! I even went out to Mandolin Brothers and checked out what they had. I must have tried fifty to a hundred guitars. I had certain colors on the brain – Olympic White, Candy Apple Red. Finally, I sort of decided on a ’62 reissue and they had about ten of them at Matt Umanov’s and I played them all over several days.

Let’s backtrack a little. Once, around the time that I sold the Black American Standard, I worked at a guitar show where I tried a black ‘50s Strat (AMAZING! Each note like a hammer striking metal) and, a maybe metallic green slab board ‘60s model which was gorgeous. OK back to the story…

So among the ten or so ’62 RIs at Umanov’s the best sounding one was a Forest Green Metallic. I didn’t really want a green Strat, but this one just had the most quack, the total Stratiness beyond any doubt. It was lovely. I couldn’t make up my mind. Then, I had a dream about the guitar at the guitar show, which was also a near Forest Green Metallic. When I woke up the next day I went to Matt’s and I bought it. They even took a little off the price: $1150 it came to.

That '62 Reissue Strat will def put a smile on your face!

I took the Mexican Strat and the brand spanking new ’62 RI to Rick and had him swap the Vintage ‘69s into the RI and put the original Mexican pickups back in the Mexican Strat, which I sold on consignment. It went in a flash. I barely even played the original pickups even though I had loved the way the guitar sounded in the store. Crazy, right? Strats will do that to you!

So I had this cool guitar and I played it a lot. The guys at Umanov even set it up for me for free a bunch of times, and I mean they set it up – it played and still plays beautifully. I still have it. Yes! So at this point, ha ha ha! I had two Strats! I had kept the hardtail.

Now, I know there are people out there who have fifty Strats. We’re getting there… Not. Also around this time, I started to play blues almost exclusively. I realized it was what I did best, and there was no use fighting it. I had always played slide, but now I decided to really get down to business and started playing only in open tunings. I converted the hardtail Strat to a slide guitar, raising the action and using .011s. Oh, yes – I had a fret job done on it in the early ‘90s by Carlo Greco on 48^th Street – big frets. It still didn’t sound that much like a Strat – it’s a hardtail. It’s a lightweight beast for slide.

Fast forward to a couple years ago. I had a little extra money and most of my guitars were getting a bit fret-worn. I like big frets as you might have inferred from the previous paragraph. And yes, the frets on the ’62 Reissue where getting tinier and tinier. I bought an amazing 2013 Gibson SG ’61 Standard’ (above) in “Champagne” (a kind of silver sparkle with hints of olive or whatever – love it!) with nice fat frets on it. It’s got to be one of the most powerful guitars I’ve ever played. But it didn’t solve my Strat fixation.

Actually spending time in guitar stores – I’m not much of a tire-kicker and I don’t think I know one single real, “guitar store lick,” – I ran across “Goldfinger.” She was the most beautiful gold sparkle Classic Vibe Stratocaster, on sale used at Sam Ash for $250!!! I was like, “who in the hell would sell this beautiful guitar back to them?” I couldn’t believe how great she sounded, but I came back a third time before I bought Goldfinger. The maple fretboard has the vintage lacquer on it and it is just the most amazing ‘cheap’ guitar I’ve ever owned. OK, so now I have three Strats.

In the interim, I developed an obsession with P90 pickups and after looking for nearly two years, I bought a cherry Gibson ‘50s Tribute SG on the spot at Guitar Center for $500. It kills. But it didn’t quell my desire for the perfect Strat.

Around this time, I had been looking on craigslist for various guitars, including Strats. I recently tried a couple of Mexican Strats at Sam Ash for one of my students. Not for me, although one was nice, a white one. A little rough around the edges for me. Also around this time, the American Professional model came out and the prices went through the roof. Matt Umanov closed as I said, and it started to get a little difficult around these parts to even shop for a guitar, let alone pay for it.

I passed on a white American Standard with Fat ‘50s pickups – it was two hours away and I was getting over surgery – no thanks. I also had decided that I wanted Texas Specials. I wanted a Strat that was easier to play – bigger frets, more output to the pickups, and a flatter radius neck. The Green Strat as I call her, has the most phenomenal tone, but you have to work for it! It’s like another type of ‘woman tone,’ if you know what I mean.

Well, I saw a guitar on CL – an American Special Stratocaster. I am usually a person who has to hear the guitar through a dry tube amp, yes! No reverb for the tryout!! But in this case, I had to try it out in Starbucks. It had the most beautiful finish, but did I really want another sparkle guitar? It was super playable, with jumbo frets. It was impossible to really tell what it sounded like so I passed. Later, I was kicking myself. I called up the seller and told him I would buy it. I did! And the next day, I tried it out at the Red Lion jam session in Greenwich Village. It sounded great! I now have four Fender Stratocasters and I love them all!

The latest Strat in action at the Red Lion.

The American Standard Stratocaster is a sophisticated and somewhat unique guitar. It has a distinctly modern feel and sound. Big frets, relatively flat fretboard, Texas Specials adding a little midrange bump, a vintage tremolo, and the “Grease Bucket” tone circuit, which is more radical than what they tell you. First of all, with these electronics, it’s the middle pickup that is bypassed by the tone controls, not the bridge. It has reverse polarity winding for hum cancelling, which is really nice (not so on the ’62 RI). It has a narrower tonal palate, and it’s a lot less quacky than say, the ’62 RI or any number of configurations. But it sounds wonderful with overdrive, has a ton of sustain, and is a little more smooth and compressed. Not for everyone, but a damned nice guitar. I am Stratisfied. For the moment… -Christian Botta

Scrapper Blackwell: The Legend, The Liquor, The Licks

Scrapper Blackwell is one of the most stylish blues guitar players to come out of the classic period of the late 1920s and early ‘30s. Yet, few modern fans even know his name, despite its romantic swagger. He was a true lead guitarist and played on over a hundred sides with Leroy Carr, one of the most influential blues artists. Carr sang, played piano and wrote songs, and Blackwell provided stinging single-note licks and chordal textures. They held a rapt audience, most notably on their biggest hit, “How Long Blues.”

There are many surprising facts in the Carr-Blackwell story, including that they met in Indianapolis, Indiana instead of Mississippi or Chicago. And although they may have cut their teeth in the wild scene that gave their music its bawdy house aura, they played formal concerts and cut many of their sides in studios in New York City.

A rumor persists that Scrapper Blackwell and Leroy Carr met in the bootlegging business (they both worked as bootleggers!) but it’s also possible that they were introduced by their record company, Vocalion. Little is known about the duo with much of the detail we have coming from an interview of Scrapper Blackwell by Theodore F. Watts that was published in Jazz Monthly in 1960. Leroy Carr died of complications of alcoholism in 1935 and one can almost hear the glasses clinking as they play, even if the tune is not “Straight Alky Parts I and II.” Legend has it that Carr spent his last advance on a party the night he died, and Scrapper recalls rolling around drunk on the train tracks in the aftermath of Carr’s departure from this mortal coil. Scrapper survived Carr’s death and continued to record. He died tragically in a mugging in 1959, right before a last hurrah was well due in the sixties blues boom. The interview, given right before his death, is essential reading for any fan.

The relative obscurity of Leroy Carr and Scrapper Blackwell makes the study of their style, tunes and licks difficult but in ways, even more rewarding. The sound quality of their sides is relatively good, compared to say, Charlie Patton. I’ve transcribed a number of Scrapper’s licks for this article and made a video, below. The biggest challenge was deciding which licks to focus on. There are so many good ones!

 

The first thing the intrepid lick thief will notice is that the duo does not play in typical guitar keys. Although an occasional sharp key will surface, the majority of the keys benefit Carr’s seductive blues croon and are therefore on the flat side: Eb, Bb, Ab, Db and C.

Scrapper uses a capo a lot of the time and you can see him with one on the fourth fret in the picture above with Carr. I found that many of the licks can be played well with the capo on the first fret, allowing Eb, Bb and Ab to ring nicely. Scrapper uses the whole guitar but single notes on the low E string are few and far between, escaping obliteration by Carr’s heavy left hand.

Scrapper uses the major pentatonic as well as the minor, and mixes them up liberally. His sense of rhythm and form is inspiring and all the licks swing. He seems to favor A form patterns for many scenarios. Let’s examine the licks themselves for more information about the style and content of this ingenious and prolific guitar picker, Scrapper Blackwell.

The Licks

The first lick, from “Midnight Hour Blues,” is chromatic and occupies an unusual space with three notes on each of two strings at the same frets. If you were going to identify this lick with a blues scale pattern, it would be Form IV but that still leaves a couple of notes that come from the V chord, Bb7, and sharp three of the I chord.

The next lick is from the same tune. Scrapper does many variations on this one. I call them the “Rod Stewart” licks because one appears to great effect in “All In The Name Of Rock And Roll” from Rod's Atlantic Crossing album. Says it all, right? It’s tricky to memorize several of these runs because they’re subtly different. The key is in the rhythm – where they fit in the shuffle pattern in terms of the long and short triplet notes and especially the bent notes.

The third lick is from “Tight Time Blues,” and he uses it multiple times. I couldn’t really get this one but what I got I still like. It’s a little complicated with double stops following his trademark train whistle bends.

The fourth lick from “Don’t Start No Stuff” is a great exercise using all four fingers. It’s important to understand that the lick starts on beat four, like many blues lines and fills. Otherwise, the repetitions can sound confusing if they appear to have started on the downbeat. Leroy Carr is singing on top of this. Pretty cool for a background line!

Number five, “You Left Me Crying” is a nice lick that runs to the top of blues Form V and then slides back into Form IV, a Scrapper trademark. Check out how he starts with a note and then slides into the same note a split second later – it can be hard to identify as the same note when you’re listening – pretty clever right? Two notes for the price of one!

Lick number six from “Mean Mistreater Mama” has some straight Form I riffage. The bends with vibrato take time to master. It really swings and sounds a bit horn-like. Note how he outlines the chord progression. He does this all the time but here it’s obvious.

Lick number seven is another Rod Steward riff, ha ha – in “Straight Alky Part II.” This time he does the run in Ab. If you can memorize this and the one from “Midnight Hour Blues” and play them at will, back to back, you’re onto something.

In lick number eight, “Eleven-Twenty-Nine Blues” we have an extended section with three main licks. The first is a Scrapper favorite – he also does it in the classic “Hustler’s Blues,” below. Gotta use all of them fingers! The middle part went straight to Jimmy Page for a number of Zeppelin I riffs (Scrapper does this all the time), and then we have a lovely descending turnaround lick which is interesting because it resolves to an A Form chord as opposed to an E Form chord.

“Evil Hearted Woman,” lick number nine, has this cool phrase that spans the IV and V forms again. Works great with a capo or in the key of A. The really cool parts are the quarter step bends on the seventh degree, coming and going, and then the tonic that descends chromatically – I had never quite heard it that way, simple as it is. This brief but complex lick has a world of melody and harmony in it – it suggests that we are going to the second line of a twelve bar blues – the IV chord.

I botched lick number ten a little bit, from “Hustler’s Blues.” This song has the line “Whiskey is my habit, good women is all I crave,” that became the title of the great Columbia compilation album released in 2004 (you can see pictures of it in many of the videos). I used it for all the musical research on this article. Notice how the lick is similar to number eight in the way it starts but totally different in terms of how it ends. Listen to the song and look closely at the tab for the exact way to play it.

In lick eleven we have a full verse from “Bobo Stomp,” one of the most rippin’ cuts from Carr and Blackwell. 172 to the quarter. Watch the picking in the arpeggios – you can accent the strong eighths using alternate picking. It was kind of Srapper to leave out an eighth at the end of each measure – makes it easier and more rhythmic. The last parts are tricky again utilizing a combination position of form IV and V.

Finally, “Good Woman Blues” – Yikes! The train whistle lick again but way up the neck. This lick will test the strength of your left hand. Mine starts to lock up if I don’t practice it regularly. Easy on an electric guitar. Anyone for tennis elbow?

I hope you have enjoyed this article on one of the greatest unsung guitar heroes. It was a blast for me to work on and became an obsession of sorts. I’ve already started to work on the next batch of licks. -Christian Botta