Beruflich Dokumente
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pile of dog hair is keeping him from finishing a solo for his
new record. Here at the Brewery things walk a hard
enough line for acceptability. Those that initially satisfy
his taste for harmonic intrigue will progressively - within
moments - become flawed, obsolete. It's the willing
indulgence of that bleary, ongoing conflict that makes
him one of the world's most important and innovative
musicians.
BY THE TIME the first Santa Ana winds have swept
through that same drowsy Orange County morning, the
maestro is already a pale-blue blur within the intimate
Front Page recording complex, waffling about with
everything from the house amplifiers to the tea maker to
the spaghetti-wire underbelly of the mixing console. To
the frazzled genius working on a breakfast of two Kit Kats
and some square intentions, all seems fairly well and
good; the bad transformers are replaced, the tea is finally
hot, and all the technical foulups in the world are
magically solved by any one of a number of homemade
little boxes he's brought out for the occasion. As he offers
each musician his lavish greeting, counterpoint is
provided by a tape of the previous day's work. No one
digs their solos; everyone digs Allan's shoes.
"I don't know how the maestro puts up with me,"
whispers keyboardist Steve Hunt, on loan from Stanley
Clarke's band and in a feverish composing and
improvising dutymode for this project. "I just kind of
schmutz around a bit, and then he comes in and does a
real solo." Bass wizard Jimmy Johnson shakes his hung
head as he listens to a second-take of his own section:
lyrical, confident - and hopelessly unsatisfactory. He vows
to "stay after school" to fix the mess.
that every record I'd made was a big pile. Yet they only
made specific references to maybe two or three tracks,
from a period of five or six years. Well, I just wanted to
get out of there as quickly as possible without insulting
anybody; I was like, "Oh, God, let me out! I want to get
out of this building." I don't want to hear a guy intending
to sign me to a label just to listen to him tell me he hated
everything I ever did. I mean, I appreciate the fact that
they might not like it - that's not the point. It's that they
think that I am completely lost, that I don't have any
direction, which is in my opinion completely wrong. I do
have a direction, at least in my mind, whether or not it's
perceived by other people.
One label did sort of like "Tokyo Dream" [Road Games ],
but they just rabbited on about who they could get me to
use in the band, you know: "It'd be really great if you
could use this guy on drums and that guy on bass, and do
it in this guy's studio with this guy engineering and play
these kind of tunes and those kind of solos." God, man,
that was back to square one.
GW: How could they dictate what kind of solos to play?
HOLDSWORTH: Well, they wanted someone else to
produce; since they questioned my direction, they wanted
someone else to stand there and tell me what I think is a
good solo. I don't think that's possible; I think if I was
working on someone else's project, then sure, I'll have a
guy telling me what to do; but with my own music.. you
know; I'm a big believer in the guy who produces his own
music, because I think he's the only person who knows.
GW: Right, and the only person who hears it in his own
mind.
difference.
GW: But you've often said that, when recording with
bands like with Bruford and UK, listening to the band
through cans in a separate room or on tape - a separate
musical situation - can really debilitate your spontaneity.
HOLDSWORTH: It's still like that, but I've kind of gotten
used to doing it that way over the last few albums, just
for practicality. It made more sense for me to worry about
the performance of the other musicians than to say "I'm
gonna use that track some other guy in the band doesn't
like just because I played a great solo on it." I don't work
like that because I want everybody to be happy with what
they played. I worry about myself later. But I don't wear
cans to do overdubs; I just go into the control room and
play and listen. I try to be as inside as I can get in an
overdub situation. It's difficult, because it's easy to
overdub something that sounds like a good solo, but hard
to make it sound like it was part of what was happening. I
like to live with the tapes and listen to them until I get to
play solos over them, to get an idea of what the men
were doing there. I try and play off of what they were
doing, so there is still the relationship. I like to strike the
combination between fitting in and maintaining a few
ideas I feel are reasonable.
Another thing I've done is to play solos live, but not spend
any time on them; you know, just get a really cheesy
tone, stick a Rockman into the board or something, play
the solo for a vibe thing, and then replace it with a proper
tone. Some of that is dictated by the music as well,
because of some of the pieces. For example, when I
started using the SynthAxe, I started playing all the
accompanying parts myself.
absolutely, not bop. His lines are so unusual that the bop
guys would have a hard time figuring them out [laughs].
And he plays chords that I've never heard people play
before. He's got ridiculous chops - I've seen him
demonstrate both left- and right-hand facility; but he's
got just outrageous right-hand chops. He's got it all
covered. We had a band back in England called
Handlebars: just him, Gary myself, and anybody we could
get on bass. It was a really free thing where we'd just go,
and some very interesting things happened, mostly
because of him. He has this unbelievable control of
space.
It's really fresh to hear a guy come along and do
something so stylistically opposite to what I would have
thought of. I listen for that. I actually listen to a lot of
guitar players. What I'm saying is that I'm not really
overfond of the instrument as an "instrument," but I love
to hear somebody like John Scofield, Eric Johnson or any
of those studio guys who are actually wonderful guitar
players, who can play all these different styles and things
that I couldn't even touch.
GW: Numerous players have taken unmistakable
elements of your style - vibrato-arm techniques like
slurring into notes or flying them away by shaking them
sharp, volume swells and your general linear concept and assimilated them to where they've become staples in
both rock and jazz-rock. Bill Connors, who's a wonderful
player, leaps to mind. Does your influence frustrate or
disturb you in any way?
HOLDSWORTH: It doesn't frustrate me at all, but it would
frustrate me if I were them, because it's a waste of time. I
mean, Bill Connors was, to me, an example of someone
really like, and I'm scared of soloing, man, I don't like it,
because I know I'm not going to like what I do, so I put it
off. So I'll go in there and when I've got a tone that I like
for the tune, I'll consider the chore over, when it's really
not.
GW: Why do you think you're afraid?
HOLDSWORTH: I know that I won't like what I do. I'm
scared that I'm going to be stuck with something that's
not going to make it, so I'm afraid of it. I really want to do
it, but I'm scared of it at the same time. I just try and be
as creative as I can at any particular time, and sometimes
it doesn't feel like I am. Sometimes, I feel like I'm not
creating anything. I'm scared of the day that I'll go in
there and play a solo like one I've already done.
GW: I'm still curious as to why that bothers you so much.
Don't you think that a musician's style is defined by
consistency in his vernacular?
HOLDSWORTH: No, style is different. Style is just a way of
somebody doing something, but a style in itself doesn't
mean much, really. To have one is fine, but the thing is
that I have to keep hearing a progress in my playing,
harmonically I just want to keep hearing a musical growth
in my solos, and I'm scared that I won't. Luckily, when I
finish a project, I can usually hear some kind of progress. I
mean, harmonically speaking - the internal things, not the
external things. Not so much the way someone does
something, or a tone or anything like that, but actual
substance of it. I just want to continue to grow musically
and play more intriguing or interesting harmonic ideas
That's the part that I'm afraid of - that I'll get to a point
where I just can't soak anything else in. I don't mean that
what I've soaked in is anything substantial at all, I just
they're gonna rip off an old fart like me, who's been doing
it for twenty years, then they're sure as hell going to try
and ream some young guy who comes along. That's how I
feel. They caused me a lot of problems. I mean, that's
part of the reason I was pawning equipment again; I had
reached a point in my life where I needed to get into
something else in order to survive anyway because
playing this kind of music doesn't make money. Making
these kind of records doesn't make money. It's like a
survival thing; when I was younger it was cool, because
the survival - just getting by - was enough. But now as I
get older, with kids and everything, it's getting to be that
that isn't enough. You know I'd like to be able to think
that in five years' time, no one might want to hear
anything that I do, because guitar players might be
elevated to such a point that I can't even think of
anything worth shit. So, I might be out of a job, in which
case being creatively involved in another aspect of music
would be a good thing for me. Thinking about the kids,
making sure that they've got somewhere to live as
opposed to being out on the street or something. It
seems like we got to the point like, "Well, what the hell
are we going to do now?" Because three months' rent is a
lot of money. They just took it away And that's the truth,
as far as I know and nobody can do anything about it,
except to say that it's true.
GW: I can't believe some of the things you're telling me
today It's so out of sync with what this is supposed to all
be about.
HOLDSWORTH: The thing is that sometimes people see
your face in a magazine and they say [mimics smugness]
"Yeah, Allan Holdsworth, aaaah, he must be rich," or
whatever, and it's sick, man, because... it's just really...
guy on KKGO play things by guys - with all due respect guys who cap barely play man, I mean really barely play.
Awful. But because it was in a spang-a-lang spang-a-lang
form that they could understand, they play it. So, the
poor guy in the street who's desperately looking for
something else to listen to - not that that would be us and the poor musician who's trying to get his music
across, have this huge obstacle between them.
That girl I mentioned who really liked "Distance Versus
Desire - I was really kind of knocked out by that, and it
opened my eyes to the fact that though it was played on
an instrument that has caused me to be rejected by one
half of the population, I was able to reach somebody else
with it who knew very little about what I was doing
normally So there was a classic example of a person who
was exposed to something and liked it. If we could only
get more creative people involved in radio stations or
record companies, or people who actually knew what they
were talking about! The whole thing's like a Monty Python
sketch; it's so ridiculous that it's laughable. I couldn't go
into a hospital and pretend to carve somebody up. ''Oh,
pass me the scalpel, sir.'' But you've got people doing
that in other jobs! I was fortunate enough one time to be
talking to Michael Brecker about what's probably my
favorite album of all time, Cityscapes, by Claus Ogerman
and Brecker. God, what an awesome record that is, man;
everybody should own it. It's a really subtle, deep record
with wonderful orchestration and fantastic playing by
Brecker, and the record company wanted to market it as
"The Joy Of Sax." And you can't even find that record; I
mean, God, who's in charge of this? It's so wrong, man. I
used to always want to fight it, and I'll continue to fight,
but I can't continue to fight and survive. Of course, I'll
have to, and I'll continue by just doing what I want to do -
that's the only way I know how to fight against it. Do what
I want to do, refuse to conform, and get another job
[laughs].
Transcribed by Per Stornes