Catch Joe in the final video from Backstreets Sports Bar, performing one specifically for his Mom, and the one dedicated to his Dad, who passed away today in 2012.
We’ve received some good feedback about Joe’s first gig. As promised, here are two more songs from Memorial Day weekend.
First is When I’m Gone, which Joe dedicated to the troops and his father. Billy Martindale knocks it out of the park!
As well, for you classic rock enthusiasts, the guys did Southern Cross, by Crosby, Stills & Nash.
Blind director and writer Joseph M. Monks can’t seem to sit down. Among his most recent endeavours was picking up the guitar. Over Memorial Day weekend he took the stage at Backstreets Sports Bar.
It was a birthday present for his mother that was supposed to happen last November, but health issues forced Monks into the hospital.
“Back in November (Black Friday, to be exact), we were going to pack the bar, sneak my Mom out for dinner, and then bring her to Backstreets, where I was going to pull this exact same stunt,” Monks said. “She’d never heard me play, except on YouTube, so this was going to be quite the surprise.”
Unfortunately, a viral infection floored Monks the week of Black Friday and put him in the hospital for a week.
When a new date was available, Monks, along with guitarist/singer Billy Martindale and bass player John Fairfield delivered the goods to a packed bar. Monks’ mother had no idea what was going on, and spent the bulk of the time wiping tears.
Here are the first three videos from the gig. We’ll be posting more of them in the coming weeks.
It’s been a week of firsts, fun and bloody fingers.
Joseph M. Monks, along with cohorts singer/guitarist Billy Martindale and bass player John Fairfield, took to a home-shoot of Bad Moon Rising. In a few hours they converted a living room into an on-the-fly studio, using a green screen, three iPhones, a Peavy sound system and multiple vintage guitars.
The idea was a quick project akin to “Pop Up Video”, but the real treat was John busting out a ’74 Rickenbacker. Billy jammed with a ’68 Fender Jaguar and a ’70s era Ovation electric/acoustic. Joe was strumming an Epiphone, and can’t wait till he gets to play another buddy’s ’77 Aria.
Joe had this to say about the shoot: “My fingers are, no BS, bloody. Bad enough I chew my nails down to nothing (habit formed from years of wearing hockey gloves), but after 3+ hours on Monday afternoon, another hour at home late Monday night, 4+ hours and multiple takes of the same songs over and over? Yikes. I may use one of the nicest strings on the market (Elixir ultra light 10s), but if you’re only an intermediate player who doesn’t gig and is just learning new songs to play in the backyard or at the beach? Almost 9 hours in a 24 hour span is not your usual routine.”
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