Monday, May 20, 2013

Musicians Who Deliver Pizza, Episode 3: JODY GAMBINO


EPISODE THREE: Jody Gambino plays guitar, sings, and more... with the experimental combo 40 Foot Saints. He's been in at the Lantern Sound Recording Rig recently recording two songs, and we're confident these tracks are going to surprise folks
. Jody also keeps it real by delivering pizza.

MH: What's the fave guitar in your arsenal right now?

The 80s Japanese Strat, black on white, I picked up from a friend with pizza money.

MH: What's your amp rig?
The Roland Bolt 60 with “RYE COALITION” and “PIEBALD” graffiti on the side. And a Boss “Blues Driver” pedal if Steve lets me borrow it again…

MH: As a musician who doesn't deliver pizza (yet), what am I missing out on?
Meandering down countless windy driveways, gates and latches, a lot of barking dogs. 

MH: What's your hoopty-ride pizza delivery vehicle?
Currently a mom-mobile, 2007 Mercury Mariner but soon to be my car, a 1985 Mercedes Benz Diesel SD (turbo diesel)…although the mom-mobile does have better speakers.

MH: Weirdest pizza delivery story?
Delivering to this artsy lady who could be blind for all I know. But she’s a terrific painter and always makes me put the pizza in very specific spots.

MH: Funniest?
The funniest is delivering to Dads with 4-5 little girls running around, probably on a play date, just trying to get through the day and feed these little maniacs. 

MH: Scariest? 
Nothing is scary about where I deliver pizza.

MH: Saddest?
The saddest are the people who order way more food than necessary.

MH: Worst/best customers?
Our best customers are usually the most mysterious. Middle-aged [edited] women are usually the best tippers though. The worst people to deliver to are drunk people.

MH: Ever get asked to bring pizza to rehearsal?
Yes people have asked to grab pizza for them, but usually there is such an abundance I like to surprise people with bountiful amounts. I always have pizza near or around me. Some may call it a problem, but for me it’s a lifestyle.

MH: Anyone allowed to ride shotgun on the pizza delivery route?
I was under the impression people could ride shotgun with you…and have encouraged my girlfriend to many times. But apparently you’re not allowed to it “slows down the driver” too much. But on occasion I’m known to have some passengers. Mick you can come anytime!

MH: What happens if you get pulled over by the cops while delivering pizza? Does a slice count as a bribe?
 I’ve always wondered what would happen if the cops pulled me over while delivering. One time while reversing down a one-way street a cop pulled next to me looking confused. I simply yelled out the window “I’m delivering Pizza!” she just nodded and let me go. A slice does NOT count as a bribe.

MH: Do you deliver beer?
Do I ever.

• • • Episodes 1 and 2 
• • • 40 Foot Saints

Sunday, May 12, 2013

SHORT ESSAY - Mother's Day

In lieu of a JPG of Mom, which is unattainable right now... her being born pre-internet and all...


Preamble.

Less than two years ago, The Ambush happened. I was brutally, violently attacked after the debut gig me 'n' my little rock 'n' roll band had, and it's amazing that I'm here in one piece today, and still able to type 55 words per minute.

Every day, everywhere, I encounter things that still fuel both my sense of anger, betrayal, jaded cynicism, confusion, defenselessness, and helplessness that resulted from being a violent crime victim... and my sense of gratitude, amazement, and wonder at the capacity so many people (both public servants and us regular-type folk) possess to rally together to provide all sorts of support for me, and since then, others. With time, the latter emotion grows stronger, and the former weaker.

It takes a long time, I'm realizing. Having those two very different and strong types of feelings co-existing side by side... makes for a heavy set of luggage to carry around every day. But as a bassist used to carting around an SVT rig, I'm used to the heavy lifting. I'm sure I can do this.

There's a manila envelope I have that is stuffed with cards, letters, envelopes, notes, what have you. Each piece of paper in there has at least one name and an address or phone number. These are where personal thank you cards will be sent. It's a sacred envelope, with powerful contents. I have yet to find the strength to write those thank you letters without just plain losing it. My emotions apparently haven't faded very much. Hopefully soon, but... maybe if I go away and write for a while, change the surroundings... who knows.

Mom & the buttered cinnamon swirl raisin toast.

When I was recuperating on the couch at mom and dad's for over a month, with a fractured skull, fluid on the brain, upwards of 30 staples in my head, unable to sleep for more than an hour or two at a stretch, first puking my guts out in the hospital from the Percodans, then shunning the Vicodins while at "Chez Couch" because the pain was easier to deal with than the way they made me feel like a total weirdo (as if...), it was Mom who brought me Buttered Cinnamon Swirl Raisin Toast to eat.

Buttered Cinnamon Swirl Raisin Toast. It still tastes better and better every day, thanks to Mom. Who knew a few slices of bread could have such meaning? (Insert some sort of Biblical reference here, perhaps).


Meanwhile, Dad is one of many people who enable the bad memories to fade, and the good ones to be preserved. Today at Mother's Day dinner, he reminded us of something really funny that I had forgotten all about.

As an outpatient at the neurosurgeon's office, I made repeated visits to review ongoing CAT Scan results with the doctor. Large amounts of fluid on the brain were a concern. If it didn't subside, a drain hole would have to be drilled. Yes, in the lower back of my head. I wasn't ready for the medieval stuff yet. Like I ever would be. By the way, seeing your brain scan on a laptop is very, very strange. (And after draining the oil out, you've gotta remember to put the drain-plug back in before re-filling.)

Thankfully, by the third or so visit, the doctor was very pleased that the brain fluid had diminished. With everyone in the room relieved, I commented to the doctor how impressed I was with his professional, kind manner. What followed was this exchange:

DOCTOR: Well, this honeymoon was been great, but I don't want to see you again. It's time to go live your life.

MICK: What about loud sound pressure levels? Is it safe to be exposed to that kind of thing? What about the Rock and Roll?

DOCTOR: I think Rock and Roll is here to stay!

And boom goes the dynamite. I think that's the moment when laughter came back into my life for real.

I'm here to stay for as long as I can. Mom, you and your Buttered Cinnamon Swirl Raisin Toast have always been a big part of that. Now more than ever, really. Thank you.


Friday, May 3, 2013

Tour A Success, Tons of Shows On Tap

The April 2013 duet acoustic tour with Pete Mancini was GREAT, now back home with a bunch of acoustic gigs happening. The very next acoustic shows are THU May 9, Music From the Hive @ Mirelles, Westbury NY, and FRI May 10, 7pm at Crazy Beans, Miller Place NY. Yup, Miller Place.

Mick Hargreaves & The King Guys return to the Rodeo Bar NYC on Saturday, June 1, 2013.

The 17-song, 60-minute "BEST" CD is available at all shows, plus T-Shirts, sew-on patches and freebie stickers.


Spring forward...


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