that was sweet
nice over my second pot of coffee

So how do you get to be a professional clapper?

Paco is awesome. Saw him with John McLaughlin, Al Di Meola, and Steve Morse in the 80's. "Soul shredding" at its best. Had to sacrifice a Talkingheads concert to be there, but no regrets.

What I remember most about that show was Steve Morse humbly putting his guitar upside down on his lap mid-song, smiling, and sitting there while the other three jammed 'cause he couldn't keep up. (Steve's opening set was still incredible though)

Thanks subby - brought back some memories.

Lucia? You got some 'splainin' to do.

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That's why it ROCKS!

Paco, McLaughlin and DiMeola did a record called Friday Night in San Francisco some years back. All the shred and a bazillion times the soul of any '80s rock shredder. A must-have for the terminally guitarded.

carmody: Paco, McLaughlin and DiMeola did a record called Friday Night in San Francisco some years back. All the shred and a bazillion times the soul of any '80s rock shredder. A must-have for the terminally guitarded.

that record is sick

Thanks. That's the kind of guitar I love to hear. The headline is a nice counter to the discussion in the earlier Edgar Cruz thread too.

/Cruz-mitter ;)

Soulful shredding at it's best:

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carmody: Paco, McLaughlin and DiMeola did a record called Friday Night in San Francisco some years back. All the shred and a bazillion times the soul of any '80s rock shredder. A must-have for the terminally guitarded.

that record is actually the worst one they ever put out. if you want your mind truly blown-get 'passion, grace, fire'. even the one from 96 blows away friday night.

mahavishnunj: carmody: Paco, McLaughlin and DiMeola did a record called Friday Night in San Francisco some years back. All the shred and a bazillion times the soul of any '80s rock shredder. A must-have for the terminally guitarded.

that record is actually the worst one they ever put out. if you want your mind truly blown-get 'passion, grace, fire'. even the one from 96 blows away friday night.

This from a guy who posted a Michael Angelo Batio vid.

He sucks.

Somewhere, hot tears are running down Steve Howe's gnashed teeth.

meehaw: So how do you get to be a professional clapper?

That professional clapping shiat is harder than it looks.

I know a Spanish Gypsy who was world class at that, and a fine flamenco guitarist as well. He was so in tune with the clapping/foot tapping that his heart rate would match the tempo. He proved it by letting loose with a few minutes of awesome clap patterns and then held a mic up to his heart, and damn if it wasn't beating at the same rate through the speakers.

He knew some other Jedi mind tricks too. Fascinating dude.

2and4: meehaw: So how do you get to be a professional clapper?

That professional clapping shiat is harder than it looks.

I know a Spanish Gypsy who was world class at that, and a fine flamenco guitarist as well. He was so in tune with the clapping/foot tapping that his heart rate would match the tempo. He proved it by letting loose with a few minutes of awesome clap patterns and then held a mic up to his heart, and damn if it wasn't beating at the same rate through the speakers.

He knew some other Jedi mind tricks too. Fascinating dude.

Steve Reich's "Clapping Music" (1972) is a good example of the sort of thing non-professional clappers should not attempt, at risk of injury. It's for two players (clappers). One plays an African pattern in 12/8 straight through. The other plays the same, but periodically shifts one eighth note to the left, so that it phases through the other. (This is similar to the interphasing gamelan guitar trick that King Crimson does on tracks like "Discipline," where each part is fairly simple by itself, but they're arranged in a complex way, then phased in a way that sounds impossible.)

In some higher-level music schools, this is a popular right of passage for junior-grade students, sort of a test to see if you've got the chops (or determination) to go on to be a Real Musician or not. They send you off with a pal to find it in the library and 'learn it'. It's insanely hard. I was never able to do it, and I only know a few people who could. In the linked video of two professional clappers, the guy on the right is the steady. You can see the phasing guy on the left feverishly following the metre, and nodding each time he shifts over a beat. Starting about halfway through, you can see the strain of concentration on his face. By three quarters, it looks like his head's about to asplode.

/My hands hurt just thinking about it.
//My brain even more so.

Marla Singer's Laundry: This from a guy who posted a Michael Angelo Batio vid.

He sucks.

that was on OBVIOUS joke. you fail yet again. you should be banned from music threads.

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After visiting that link, I found this one (^) which cracks me up as well - it's so over the top in a Spinal Tap kinda way.

carmody: Paco, McLaughlin and DiMeola did a record called Friday Night in San Francisco some years back....

I agree. Mediterranean Sundance is a particular favorite. It wasn't until years later that I learned it was a combination of a couple of different performances edited together for the album. Here's a vid (^) of the first 5 minutes of the song.

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