Sunday, April 12, 2009

THE NEW ORDER BACKLINE - PART TWO



Enter Dave Gilbert, may God rest his soul. One day in 1973/4, Dave Gilbert appears in LA. Dave was doing what I had done, what a lot of Detroit musicians were doing at the time. He was a musical gypsy in search of a new home, a second chance, a new life. He was drop dead good lookin’, with a wild mane of natural curly hair and a smile that melted girl’s hearts on first sight. We gotta recruit this man...





Dave was a diamond in the rough. We nicknamed him “The Peen”, because his nose slightly resembled the tip of a small ball peen hammer. He never liked that one. Sorry Dave... All in good fun!


We helped him to reach his full singing potential with some aggressive coddling, teasing, parroting, and coaching. We did whatever it took to get him to sing with his whole soul. To project with power from the center of his heart. It worked as he grew to become a great singer. After the band broke up, Dave went on to lead sing for the Rockets, a damn fine touring/recording band from Detroit.







We used to sit down at practice sessions and talk about food. Ron (Asheton) would say,” Yeah man I would love a prime rib rare with a baked potato with cheddar cheese just oozing. Jimmy would chime in with SHRIMP TEMPURA, I want some damn SHRIMP TEMPURA. Then I would say something like, “Man I sure could dig some corn on the cob dripping in butter, a filet mignon, a bottle of Jack, and three naked women!



That’s how some good music can get created. Pain-Hunger. After all there was nothing much else to do but play music when you don’t have a dime to your name. We never went to the library.


Dave Gilbert was drummed into the band literally. He was so hung over one day he fell asleep on the practice room floor, so we put a floor tom over his head and all three of us started banging away. That’s six drumsticks pounding on full tilt. He did not wake up. Honest to God. Amazing?
Yeah… By the way we did this at least once a week.


But we got used to the lack of money and that special time with those men was actually some of the absolute best times of my life.

You don’t have to be rich to enjoy yourself or your life. You have to be doing what you like to do. For you, and I mean just for you. If you don’t enjoy your work you will be spending one third of your life in emotional pain. Pretty sure about that I am. Be who you are and damn the poverty, the folks, society in general, and Kick Out The Jams...


Our lives are configured by the choices we make. I personally have made some darn fine choices and some not so fine choices. Nonetheless, the consequences of my actions are created by these choices I make, and I would strongly suggest hard work, focus, drive, open-mindedness, perseverance and a lust for life to quote a friend of mine.




We were always imitating the Three Stooges, and Ron had Curly and Moe down to the letter. This was fun. The song we wrote, “Victim of Circumstance’ was dedicated to Curly Howard. You see, I believed in the Stooge philosophy as much as the rest of the guys. While on this journey to who knows where, can we have a little fun along the way? Please? You better well bet. I want a lot of fun. You gotta laugh loud and hard, it’s so good for you.


There was a party store on the corner of our block called the Vendome. To get there you had to walk past this used car lot. Except the used cars were the world’s most exotic sports cars in the world. There were Ferrari’s, Maserati’s, Aston Martin’s, Bugatti’s, Lamborghini’s and the like. Talk about heartbreaking! What a tease! We’d walk to the store for smokes and swore to each other that one fine day we would each buy a car from that lot…

Ron, John, and Jimmy (Recca) used to visit Larry Fine from the original Three Stooges at a nursing home in Hollywood. The guys were real good friends to Larry. They would take him a couple cartons of Lucky Strike cigs, a bottle of booze and sit down with Larry to have a drink or two. He would tell them all these great esoteric Stooge inner scuttlebutt and anecdotes. It was a sad day when Larry finally died. I never got to meet him as he passed just before I got to Hollywood.


Next episode, Ray Gunn joins the team...


MGT


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6 comments:

MIDNIGHT RAMBLER said...

Wonderful blog !!! Wonderful musician !!!
... with love & R.E.S.P.E.C.T !

Machinegun said...

Thanks so much Rambler! Stop by anytime we have lots of new things coming up!

Cheers Mate!

Dennis

Mike in Philly said...

Dennis,

I live two doors down from Larry Fine's supposed birthplace in Philadelphia. The story is a bit nebulous, though. Apparently the midwife who assisted in his birth lived on the corner of 3rd & South and it is assumed that he was born there. At any rate there is a mural of his face on the building.

Mike

Eric/The Holy Curse said...

Hi Dennis
it's good to be able to catch up thanks to your blog. You've been my favorite drummer for years, together with Scott Asheton to be completely transparent. The New Race "looking at you" drum part is always a reference I use when people tell me about heavy metal drummers that they think are top class.
Anyway, good to read the stories of The New Order too. I always thought it was a very underrated Detroit band.
Keep up the good work. Last time I saw you was in Paris for your birthday when Sue's husband brought it over. Already a long time
Take care
Eric (from The Holy Curse)

www.holycurse.net

Craig 9 said...

Hi Dennis,
I saw your website (from link on the Stooges forum) and just wanted to say it kicks ass! I've been a huge fan of the MC5 since I was a kid, and even gigged out in Los Angeles with Michael Davis back in the '90's. Can't wait to read more!
Also, may I add that 'Skunk' is one of the most amazing drum songs I've ever heard.
Keep on kickin' em out!
Sincerely,
Craig "9"
Ann Arbor, MI

Machinegun said...

Skunk is my favorite MC5 song to play live onstage especially when we use the horn section. Oh, and of course thank you!

D