DaveDial
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Band to Join, Bass Guitar, Drums, Keyboard, Vocalist.

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I have some commodities that are unique, refined and plentiful. I have 30+ original compositions, 80% with finished lyrics. These are really good tunes too .. the chaff has been peeled off and the garbage taken out through the decades. Just the chestnuts remain. Completely written with a vast scope .. everything interesting and containing authentic quality spanning genres as wide as the horizon are included. Pink Floyd & old Genesis meet Priest, Sabbath & Rush and see Patsy Cline, The Everly Brothers and they all go to see Karen. Uh, Carpenter, that is. Yes, it's called melody and they all drip with it. *PLUS* I find myself with UNLIMITED amounts of time to devote to a project. I own 6 guitars including a 1984 Gibson Flying V Designer Series, a 1989 Custom Balladeer Acoustic, Martin, Ibanez, Godin w/synth, bass, Marshall, Blackstar Roland amps, 34,187 pedals, a rack of mastering tools, a 16 track recorder (on purpose, bought purposefully in last six months, screw DAWs. I ain't no robot. I was losing my soul, playing flawlessly and in perfect time. That ain't music.) A dot executive in Los Angeles so a computer wizard ( No, I did not invent The Internet. It was my meeting, though). 30+ years of professional writing leads to killer lyrics written by an actual genius intellect. Can play Eruption and the solo to Mr. Crowley as well as Wildwood Flower and Johnny B. Goode. Lead guitarist in the vein of David Gilmour, Edward and Randy. Still damn fast at 55, I still have a house in Yngwie county. Never made in to the city. Can sing but not lead vocal. bass, 12 String, intricate classical and Spanish guitar. Well, sorry but I gotta say it: I can flat-out play. Period. Probably Top 5 in the history of Cleveland, Ohio music.

Screen name:
DaveDial
Member since:
Jun 26 2021
Active within 1 week
Level of commitment:
Very Committed
Years playing music:
45
Gigs played:
Over 100
Tend to practice:
More than 3 times per week
Available to gig:
6-7 nights a week
Most available:
Nights

Influences

Floyd, Genesis (old) and Rush, Judas Priest (old Priest .. I choose not to thrash, ie. can't/won't play like a machine gun fires unless you have an electric drill I can use) .. Sabbath & Ozzy .. then .. (yeah, hold on to your hat) .. Jim Croce, Paul Simon, Patsy Cline ..... real hardcore delta blues (can jam for .. 7 or 8 months uninterrupted if you want me to improvise a blues lead part. You literally have to shoot me with a tranquiller dart to stop the phrases, screams, cries, wails and moaning.) Can also jump py for the 2:45 Top Ten single. But, in general, most of my songs have more than 16 chords and last more than 8 minutes. And I truly do not care your opinion on that. I've long past that era.

Instrument experience:

Lead Guitar:
Expert
Acoustic Guitar:
Expert
Rhythm Guitar:
Advanced
Bass Guitar:
Intermediate

EQUIPMENT

1984 Gibson Flying V Designer Series
1989 Ovation Custom Balladeer Acoustic
Martin 12-String
$2000 Ibanez bass that blows away every single bass I ever even HEARD TELL of (I know, weird, right?) Godin w/piezo synth, 91 synthesizers of every make kind, race and religion

Marshall Amplification

Blackstar and Roland amps
34,188 pedals, (just bought another since answering previous question)
Boss BR 16 tracks in stereo stand-alone recorder
So much music software that I have six hard drives in this machine. I started recording music on a computer in 1984. AND I QUIT LAST YEAR. (Something has gone terribly wrong with music software. Terribly wrong. Not everybody picks their nose, is overweight and celibate.)
A rack of mastering tools
Professional wordsmith the quality and skill of my capability to write the English language raised four kids and two ex-wives.
On the air in commercial broadcast radio for 27 years
Built a rock radio station from dirt when I was 24 years old. It still stands some 32 years later, same call letters, same format, same shows I programmed back then and same attitude and imaging established on Sept. 1 1988. That radio station I invented last year passed the ONE BILLION DOLLARS mark in commercial announcements sold. Ran that radio station as Program Director until I became an astonishing thirty years old, flushed my entire broadcasting career down the toilet and founded a monthly subscription-based news stand sold *GOLF* magazine and was Editor-in-Chief there for Trogdon Publishing. Then .... came The Internet. Ran a worldwide sports network as General Manager in Los Angeles, California for the seventh largest Internet company in the world (we invented myspace).

.. and then I quit. Everything. Wives, kids ... people in general, television ... eating (unfortunately) .. all so I could finally learn all the notes in the Stones "Satisfaction" ("there's like, uh .. three, dude") and to finally learn how to play "Stairway" ("I told you that you were playing that one part wrong") and learn the rhythm guitar part at the end of "Freebird" ("that's not even funny") ... and .. to learn "La Villa Strangiato" (Now *THAT ONE* I'm still working on. I quit everything to compose and perform music 16 hours a day/7 days a week. Which I have done for five years now. And completed .. you know .. um .. uh .. ah, not much. See, the greatest I ever wrote is always the LAST song I wrote. I'll be recording the 71 part magnum opus I wrote on Tuesday, get abot about three tracks done and be noodling around outside with an acoustic guitar and .. without warning or supervision .. suddenly unearth some .. phrase .. some melody .. just stumble across it on the fretboard while attempting to play something else. And then I chase that with the fervor of righteous Christian. For the next month. I get like that so bad I literally go a week at a time without sleeping. I play until my fingers actually, really bleed and I can't even raise my arms above my shoulders. I get in this maniacal frenzy until it is absolutely completely finished, solos, backing keys, all of it written. You'd think this fever would break at some point. Hell, I've been doin' that since I was 11 years old. But it never fades or subsides and it creates a restlessness within my soul. Of course, the net result of the last greatest song I have ever written is that the previous greatest song of all-time sits on the recorder unfinished. I need a producer or a dumb dude who has a strong will. And I also need somebody who can sing as my virtuosity rises to the level of Keith Moon or Ringo Starr. I need a drummer who makes slight mistakes and an occasional non-centered hit instead of Superior Drummer 3.23 or a bass player who can "swing" instead of just play the rhythm part on a four-string guitar. Maybe somebody who could PLAY a synthesizer instead of program a synthesizer. ("I need, Don Corleone, the politicians you carry around in your pocket like so many nickels and dimes" .. oh, sorry .. wrong movie). I'm just not Eddie playing an Oberheim or Entwistle on trumpet or Pete singing lead and Roger .. sweeping up because there's nothing in Eminence Front for him to do. I'm more Alex Lifeson or Steve Hackett.

And I'm long-winded (*NO**YOU DON'T SAY?*)