Bach in the Saddle Again is being organized by Daniel Kushner and myself. It is a Toronto concert featuring my band, Whiskey Jack and Daniel's band, the Gala String Quartet. It is described as "acoustic country meets classical music" in a church on a Friday night.
From the perspective of Whiskey Jack and probably the country music community in general, the members of Daniel's band are "real musicians". Daniel told me that the last time we performed together, he made a mistake and fretted over it for a few minutes. Good grief! One mistake? This is foreign territory to me.
I flubbed a major break on the Tommy Hunter Show one time (OK, more than one time) and the director refused to redo the segment dismissing it as a "jazz lick". When I viewed my performance months later on network TV, it really didn't seem as bad as I originally thought. I think I brooded about it for about 15 seconds. You can imagine how little I brood about the really tiny mistakes. That's my specialty. Tiny mistakes.... and lots of them.
The other disconnect is that the Gala String Quartet are humble beyond belief. And they have absolutely no reason to be. They are bloody amazing musicians. We on the other hand are, at least in our own little minds, huge stars. Our lead singer's name is really Arlene but we call her Starlene. What is going on here? Who do we think we are?