Eye on the Skye - The Official Stëv Skye Fan Site

Wanted: Band Groupies

First, let me introduce the band. On bass guitar, we have the amazing Connor Shaw. Back there on the drums, we have the incredible Jeff Hall (a.k.a. “The Machine”). Up front, as you all know, is Stev Skye. These guys rocked it at Cooperstown last night. Jeff even broke the snare stand on the house drum kit and played the set with the damn thing in his lap! Epic, I say, which only makes the rest of this story that much sadder. Keep reading. . .

Connor - Stev - Jeff (and if you look closely, a tree-climbing Jimi in the back).

The Band: Connor, Stev and Jeff. And somewhere in this picture, I've hidden Jimi. . .look closely. Can you find her?

As I mentioned, we were at the event last night down at Alice Cooperstown in Phoenix and after the set, I noticed that we had a major, major problem. Take a look at this picture (below). Can you see what’s missing?

Look at these faces. Drummers and Bassists should not have to live like this. Please help us find groupies for the band. It's the least we can do.

Look at these faces. Drummers and Bassists should not have to live like this. Please help us find groupies for the band. It's the least we can do.

That’s right. No groupies. I mean, W T F ???

What, exactly, does a bass player and/or drummer have to do to get some lovely ladies hanging all over them after a gig? Seriously people. We have problems. Big problems. What does it say about the state of our rock and roll nation if two of our finest can’t have groupies? This is NOT going to look good on the E! True Hollywood Story of the Stev Skye band. NOT good AT ALL!

How can you expect to have a good E! True Hollywood Story about the band without a gaggle of groupies to tell the tales of outrageous parties, trashed hotel rooms, and urban rock legends? Rehab and creative differences just don’t cut it on the E! network anymore. They’re just not good enough.

We need to make it our mission as fans of the band to get groupies out to the gigs. The band needs us, people. We can’t have this. It’s a travesty!

So we need to assemble. We need to organize. We need a name. The fans of the “hottest band in the world. . .KISS” are known as the Kiss Army. What name will we take? We could be the “Skye Watchers” but that’s a geeky astronomy reference which is probably only funny to me since I love astronomy. If we go with “Skye Walkers” I will more than likely get a cease-and-desist letter from George Lucas. So what do we do? What do we call ourselves?

I put it to you. We need to name our fan club and we need to come together to bring groupies into the mix. Our boys are counting on us!

THIS JUST IN. . .The YouTube Video of the show last night! Enjoy!

Every poet is a thief

Watch this quick video first. . .

It’s the truth. Every poet is a thief. I just stole that line from Bono of U2, who, in turn, probably stole it from any number of others. It seems we poets tend to stand on the shoulders of giants (again, stolen). . .

But I think all poets (read: artists, musicians, writers, etc.) are inspired from a variety of sources, and each mix of inspirational ingredients makes for a new brew of creative. . .stew (only because that seems to rhyme).

See. I’m a thief without grief. And a poet, yet I didn’t know it.

Now watch this one. . .

So this video is obviously David Gilmour of Pink Floyd fame, doing a cover of what you saw (heard) in the first video, which is one of Syd Barrett’s (also of The Pink Floyd, when they were still known as “THE Pink Floyd”) old tunes known as “Dark Globe”. As you can hear, it’s kind of a nonsensical song, as many of Syd’s tunes were. But in the capable hands of David Gilmour, you get a totally new feeling out of the song and, I would argue, a more powerful, moving experience than the original. And even though it’s not HIS song, per se, he made it his own.

In other words, the original is a good tune, but a different spin on it makes it an even better tune, with no disrespect to the original or its artist. David Gilmour performed that song on his solo tour in 2006, just after Syd Barrett died, which added an even greater level of emotion to that particular performance because he was doing it in tribute to his former band mate and friend.

So what in the F does this have to do with Stev Skye? Well, nothing. And everything. The reason I (holySmith!) write this blog about Stev Skye and Stev Skye’s music is that I (holySmith!) have a reason to write. I get inspired to write about music because certain music is inspiring to me. Stev Skye’s guitar playing, not unlike David Gilmour’s guitar playing, strikes a chord – pun most definitely intended – that makes me want to write about it. Is it thievery? Yes. I am lifting my inspiration off those sounds, translating it into words, and putting my name next to it so that you think I came up with this?

Guilty.

But I think Stev would agree that artists are only artists because of the artists that came before them. Gilmour wouldn’t play the way he plays unless Elvis and Jimi Hendrix (and others) had inspired something in him that moved him to play one way or another. It’s not copying. It’s motivation.

And the motivation doesn’t always come from a lateral source – such as from one guitarist to another, or from one writer to another. Sometimes it’s an event, a person, a rainy day in the desert, or someone else’s music that inspires the need to make music, or to write, or to create something. Happens to me all the time.

And it’s not just the music. Stev and I seem to find common ground when it comes to the process of creating something. It usually just happens and the trick is knowing when to recognize it. As time progresses, Stev and I are going to delve into that more. We’re going to wrap that all into the posts I will eventually write about the gear Stev is using (and now there is a lot of it). I wanted to preface those posts about guitar stuff with this post about why all that stuff is necessary because that, in itself, is fascinating.

I also want to say that I am not a musician at all. I couldn’t carry a tune if you packed it in a suitcase and handed it to me. So in order for all the upcoming info about pedals and distortion boxes to be any fun at all for you, I decided that I better come up with a way to put it into some greater context so that it is interesting and has meaning.

I don’t own a guitar, yet I am fascinated by them and those who are able to play them well. I do know that a lot of stuff goes into making “a sound” – and by that I mean the signature sound that is unique to all the greats. If you close your eyes and listen, you immediately recognize a David Gilmour, an Eddie Van Halen, a Mark Knopfler, the Edge, a Pete Townshend, a Joe Satriani, a Stevie Ray, a Santana, a Brian May, a Slash, a Kirk Hammet, or a Jimi Hendrix. You just know them. They are unmistakable sounds that nobody else does quite like they do.

After you hear enough of Stev’s songs, you start to hear that, too. It does take time, but keep your ears open and one day, you’ll find yourself wanting to steal some of that poetry, too.