Monday Morning~ 9 A.M.

The First time I met Sting he was kicking the Crap out of a Stage Monitor as he was angry….His Mix wasn’t what he Wanted and he was a Young Man, having recently found Fame as a member of the “Police”. We were at the Hartford Civic Center and at that time I was working with the Moody Blues, the Headliners.

First Impressions tend to stay with us and the sight of him Destroying that speaker cabinet stayed with me for quite some time…close to a Decade in fact.  I liked the Music he made and the way he played….but I didn’t Trust him because in MY Mind I knew he had a Short Fuse and a Nasty Temper. I Judged one Man on a 30 Second Span of his Actions in Time.

The Years went by and Time Changes us however.  My next meeting with him occurred on 9/10/2001.  That date is now curling around in your mind and some are trying to place it…..For me, it was a night of Celebration…..as it was for Sting and many others attending various Musical Functions…..none of us knowing that in just a few short hours…..the Entire World would Change…..Forever.

Sting ended up becoming one of my Very Favorite People…..an Intense Artist and a Gifted Singer / Songwriter….a Bass Player, a Hopeless Romantic and one who Knows who and what he is. If you listen to this Song as I do, you might find yourself doing some rather deep thinking….especially if you hear the Words accurately.  I see Myself in almost every phrase of this Song because Time has Changed me just as it has him…and Probably You….and while I see the World with Different Eyes than I had in the 80’s, a large part of MY Change has to do with HIS Music.  While I certainly don’t view him as a Prophet, ……years before it actually happened he nailed one “Vision” with a 1,000 pound Hammer…… Our Politicians being “Game Show Hosts.”

Change, while not always what we want or Expect, is Part of our Lives……and although I try to Flow with it as best I can, there are now Days when EYE want to kick in a Speaker or a Screen. Why? 🎩 🍎 🎧   #frustration  #rednecks  #greed  #manipulation #ignorance

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When is being “TOO Careful” Correct?

Being Male is becoming more and more Difficult. 😦

The pic you see below is the reason I stopped “Supporting Female Artists” on Instagram…..actually, why I stopped posting AT ALL on Instagram. If Jodi were the first one that I wasted my time on it’d be an entirely different story and I certainly don’t blame her for the End Result, but as you’ll hear me say HUNDREDS of times, “Google is a Wonderful Source of Information”.  You can find a Phony in Seconds with the click of a single button. If the ONLY place you find them is on Facebook, Alarms should go off in your head. You can also Confirm that someone is legit.

Jodi is an amateur photographer and her pics were nothing short of Wonderful. While not Brilliant, they were well on that track so I did what I’ve been doing for years; I posted a short “bit” on her, asked that a couple of my friends who are well connected in the photography and publication business check out her work and as so many pros are quitting Facebook AND Instagram, I posted on her Twitter page as well. I made very sure to LIKE the pic of her and her Boyfriend, always a righteous Concern of any Woman who’s being hammered by Classless Pigs on Social Media since Trump made that particular format not only popular but also “OK” in the minds of MANY Men.

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Being VERY Clear, I wrote or did absolutely nothing the least bit Weird of threatening. In fact, I have a long list of Female Artists who’ve written to me, both thanking me and asking me to “Feature them”. I never “Feature” anyone. Feature is another word for Bullshit….quite similar to actually BUYING friends and Followers on Social Media…..or “Following” someone, waiting for them to “Follow You” back…..and then “Unfollowing” them so you have numbers which YOU think make you look Famous. Marketing people like myself see RIGHT THROUGH that bullshit. Anyone who thinks that way is an absolute Moron….a Dope….an Idiot.

To Wrap things up, I called in some Bigshots to take a look at Jodi’s work. Two of them, both quite capable of getting Jodi’s work published, did….and one very dear friend made an acute observation.  “Rich, you DO know that Jodi has you blocked, yes?” I did not. My Bad.  While a bit embarrassing for me it’s not the first time that being a Nice Guy has ended up with Me chewing heartily on a Mouthful of Crow…..and it probably won’t be the last. While Blocking me may have made perfect sense to Jodi….for whatever the Reason, we both lose. I look bad in front of business associates….and, in the words of the Soup Nazi…..”Sorry Jodi, No Soup for You!”  Am I Angry?  Nope.  Disappointed.

When  I was on Facebook, long a thing of the past for any sensible and informed humanoid,  I had 5003 friends….and 4 thousand and some odd other people Blocked….mostly for being Gun Toters, Men with Female Profiles (much bigger than you can imagine) or for blatantly harassing Women.  Might some of those I Blocked been purely innocent and I miscalculated or caught them on a bad day?  Perhaps…..we’ll never know…will we?

Bass-ically Yours,
Rich Briere

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Playing in a Band was “Prophet~able”

Back in the Mid 70’s and lasting through the Early 80’s this Band was the Most Fun I could have. While we were often compared to Ambrosia, a laughable yet humbling Compliment as Ambrosia was and remains “Off-the Friggin’-Charts” Fabulous, we did enjoy ourselves immensely.  Would I give my Left Leg to play in a group like this again?  I would…..and perhaps one arm as well…..or Maybe Not.  🎩  🍎

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Many thanks to our Buds in Ambrosia……for being such an Inspiration. Give a listen and head on over to YouTube for another byte.

When Life becomes too “Techno”…….

We Make Choices in Life …….. We can Choose to Relax and Enjoy ……or we can Choose to be Sucked into the Mayhem.  My Observations tell me that the Suckage is Clearly Winning.  Where’s Your Phone right Now?  🍎

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You’ve left home without your Phone……

You’re 30 minutes from home and you realize that your phone…your Blessed Companion …is sitting at home on your desk.  What do you do?  Right this second, and as you read those words, your Heart begins to pick up the tempo just a bit. You can’t help it cuz your phone has programmed you to freak when you get too far away from it. We’ve reached the point in our lives where, before you go to the Bathroom, you look around to bring your phone with you…”Just in Case”. It’s subconscious.

How exactly did we get here?  What is it about our tiny friend which DEMANDS that it be by our side every second of every day?  It’s very similar to Linus and his Blanket……or Charlie Brown and his Never-ending Book of Dreams.

I mentioned the Bathroom scene after seeing a report from Verizon stating that in the United States alone over 7,500 devices EACH YEAR somehow end their lives by way of “Drowning”…in a Toilet Bowl….by Accident.

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The first time I left my iPhone on my desk I was late for a VERY important gig and turning around to get it was NOT an option. I’ll admit that I was uncomfortable for at least a half hour and would unconsciously reach into my pocket…while driving…to check my messages. At one point I began to “LOL” as I realized what I was doing and I had to Force myself to settle down. Then a funny thing happened… I became strangely Calm.

Don’t get the wrong idea here as I actually USE my phone very little. I entered the Smart phone world with a Galaxy 3 and almost never used it. I had my iPhone 6 for years and as my sight was rapidly diminishing the phone became a bit of a problem because I couldn’t see the screen well… but was in PERFECT working order when the ad came out for the iPhone Plus…..in RED!  I actually used my diminishing sight as the rationalization for NEEDING the New phone and purchased the Clear Otterbox, the one that slides off of the seat of my car at the mere tap of the brake peddle, just so I could see Big Red.

I’ve not once ever put the phone in my back pocket as I see so many do. That seems a bit dangerous and MOST disrespectful to me so it lives in the pocket of my Denim jacket…. the jacket I wear even when it’s 110 degrees in the shade.

The Camera is Spectacular and  when going to a Shoot I’ll often use it along with my Nikon cuz it’s faster to grab the iPhone than it is to change lenses. 958c36291dc2e8e-a-nw-p.jpg

The application I TRULY enjoy about Smart Phones is Google Maps. It makes me wonder how I ever actually arrived at a destination before although I do CLEARLY recall opening a gigantic magazine-like printed book and trying to figure out where we were on MANY occasions. It’s much nicer listening to this Woman tell me that there’s JUST been an accident 2 miles ahead and she’s Re-routing me so I should get into the right Exit lane and exit the highway right Now!  How cool is that.

And speaking of Speaking, Siri is the Woman you see just to the left. She’s English, well mannered, drinks Oregon Chai and always ready to be called into action with a mere mention of her name.  However, being the realist that I am, I test her constantly…..just to see if she’s listening. Anyone who thinks that their phone doesn’t listen to you just for the fun of it is a Total Dreamer. If I’m with someone and the conversation is “Private”, my phone is shut down….as is any other phone in close proximity. Paranoid?  Nope.  Safe.

Bottom Line.  My phone sits right next to my Keys and I’ve now become quite comfortable grabbing said keys and leaving Red right where it sits…..and leaving the Loft for an entire day without missing it a bit……Why?  Because I can.  🎩  🍎  ❤️

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