June 13, 2004
Well. It just gets worse for awhile I guess. Found out tonight that Robert Quine had died. Tributes are pouring out. We in the Odds got to spend some time with Robert in NYC when he came to help us on the "Bedbugs" album. Our producer Jim invited Robert over to hang out and go for dinner because he knew we would hit it off as people. He was right. Bob was an extremely funny and intelligent man who could fire out riffs that no one else could even imagine much less create for themselves -- verbally and on the guitar. I was fascinated by how he had originally divined his sound from the most evil rock sounds of the 50's. What he did was so hip and contemporary but his foundation was way back in the roots of rock. As is my bad habit, I picked his brains about influences, great shows, gear, life lessons, favourite tracks heíd played on and things you just canít find out any other way. After dinner we all stumbled back into the studio, threw up a track we knew Bob would like and after he said, "man I just love this" we chirped in unison, "go get your guitar". He was back in about 15 minutes with that famous Strat. Jim asked Bob if he wanted to know what key it was in (they'd worked together before) and Bob said "nope". He sat down on a stool and we ran the track 3 times all the way through with Bob just going nuts. He was literally shaking the guitar by its tremelo arm at times and the neck was bobbing and weaving like fencing practice. The trademark dark glasses were on and his face was all business. I quietly and slowly picked up the video camera and got a lot of it down. I guess I'll be going to look for that hi-8 tape. The next day we went through Bob's unearthly and stupefying sounds and kept them just where he had left them. Man he picked that song up and shook it hard. We were ecstatic. Warren Zevon later answered Robert's riffs and Steven got to go for the overkill when we decided it had become a "guitar pull". Robert had set it all up for the grand slam. People like Robert can take all the things they love about music and life, learn them, and reproduce them through a filter of their own unique being. They refocus things. Familiar ideas go through their machinery and come out supercharged and almost unrecognizable. His sound was pure intuition and guts. That day I took something from Robertís approach and I am now reminded how important it is. I think there are hundreds if not thousands of other guitar players out there who have done the same. His spirit will stay with us.
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http://home.earthlink.net/~stayclean/quine.htmlPosted by Craig