Bearly Coherent - Barry Carl
Do you have vocal problems? Is there a chuzzlewit in your group that's getting you down? Can't figure out what to wear onstage? Do you have a tough time sight-reading running sixteenth notes in Db in tenor clef? Do you forever wonder what wine goes best with your entree? Cheer up, my a cappella soul-buddies, cuz help is at hand! Hearken to the Bearly Coherent Songs of Experience. A world of infotainment awaits you.

Questions? Holla back at the Bear via the CASA contact page, or visit his megasite at www.barrycarl.com

Here Come Da Judge; A Meditation Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Monday, 05 May 2008
Part of me always feels bad when I’m judging a competition. I’m basically conflicted at the notion of combining music and competition. I think it was Berlioz – but it probably wasn’t – who said that competitions were for horses, not musicians. And yet we are universally drawn to them. They are our ever popular ‘refiner’s fire’; we’re always making qualitative determinations, looking to separate out the best of whatever it is that interests us. But I’m not sure that applying to music the same ethic we attach to sports really helps the music, or maybe more accurately helps to nurture the love of it. Every competition has more losers than winners. And making music isn’t about that.

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One night at the Beacon Theatre in NYC Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Tuesday, 22 April 2008
One night at the Beacon theater in nyc, I found out what a difference a righteous sound man made when we played out. We were opening for Styx, an unlikely pairing. But this sound man had us pumping – I mean I could feel the whole building shaking. And it wasn’t just that we were loud; we were really loud, and it sounded really good. This guy had the balance between the stage monitors and the house set just right, so we could still hear ourselves over the enormous volume of the mains. I could hear each voice. I could hear the blend. It wasn’t muddy. It was sharp as a shiv, and it was freakin’ loud.

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 22 April 2008 )
 
Sinus Surgery Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
I read on the forums that someone was asking about a good surgeon for sinus surgery, which got me thinking. I had sinus surgery five years ago for the same basic problem, a badly deviated septum, and I’d like to offer the following advice to anyone considering it.

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This is a great time to be a musician Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Tuesday, 05 February 2008
This is a great time to be a musician. True, the general economy is in the toilet, unemployment is rising, your palatial home is now worth fifty cents and you can’t fill your car’s gas tank for less than fifty bucks. On the other hand, you can record an entire album in your loo using your laptop and release it over the internet without having to get into bed with a record label. The artist currently known as Prince figured it out a while back. If he could sell his own record for twenty bucks a pop, he’d make more money – lots more money – selling lots fewer records than if he made a record for a label, which might give him twenty cents per record sold, minus all of their bogus give-backs.

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Getting it on with the juice Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Thursday, 10 May 2007
At the East Coast Summit, I had what was for me a new and liberating experience. I’ve done quite a bit of improvisational music, but this was uncharted territory. I found myself onstage with not one, not two, but three incredibly gifted performers – guys I had literally just met. It was a very high and memorable moment.

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How I Got My Rep As A Big Bad Meanie Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Saturday, 30 September 2006
The day had begun badly, with a panic call from the lobby at 6:15. I do not do well when my fragile sleep is shattered by someone screaming into my ear.

“WHERE ARE YOU?”

“Huh?” (my quick-witted response).

“WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES. WE HAVE TO LEAVE NOW. YOU HAVE TO BE ON THE AIR IN FORTY-FIVE MINUTES!!!!”

“Oh. Sh*t. Didn’t get my wakeup call. Be down in five – ten. If you’re worried, leave and I’ll get a cab.”

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Last Updated ( Monday, 02 October 2006 )
 
A Stage of Development… Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Wednesday, 26 July 2006
There is a strange disconnect between the brain and the body of a performer that can, and frequently does, take place onstage. Against all evidence, one can force one’s self to believe that, at any given moment, one may become invisible in the midst of performance. Maybe it’s at the moment when the brain says “Whew!  I’m done with my solo. Now I can be invisible.”  Or maybe the singer’s brain says, “Hey, I’m in the back row. Nobody can see me back here” or “Everyone’s looking at so-and-so; nobody’s looking at me.” Wrong. There is no time during a performance when you aren’t important, no matter what part you play, where you stand, or what you’re doing – even if what you are doing is a putative “nothing”.  

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Last Updated ( Monday, 31 July 2006 )
 
Stupid Bass Tricks Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Thursday, 29 June 2006
Your voice is your instrument, but in the context of amplified singing, it is only part of the instrument.  Like an electric guitar – or bass, more accurately – your sound must interface with an electronic pickup, which is going to have a major effect on everything you do.  

If you sing as part of a larger group that uses only area mics and uses a single mic for soloists, you’d best read something else, since this will be of absolutely no value to you, unless you’re the kind of geek, like myself, who reads things and files them away for possible future trivia games and crossword puzzles.  On the other hand, if your background is singing in area-mic’d ensembles and yearn to be a part of a one-on-a-part band, this might be for you.

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Last Updated ( Monday, 03 July 2006 )
 
Vocal Triage Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Tuesday, 16 May 2006
It’s a show day, and you just woke up. You notice that your throat is a little dry and scratchy, and it feels weird when you swallow.  Your nose is a bit stuffy, and you write it off to morning allergies.  Throughout the day it gets worse, and by show time your vocal cords are coated with gunk, swallowing is torture, and you can’t breathe through your nose. Your voice feels like it’s swathed in an itchy wool blanket and sounds like a goose caught in a blender. What do you do?

You can’t send a sub. You don’t have one. You can’t cancel the show.You know that your group would sound lame without you, and it’s going to be dicey in any case because you don’t know what’s going to come out of your mouth from one second to the next. Trying to "sing the stuff off your cords" doesn’t work either, since it is thick and sticky and your cords feel like they’re entombed in gorp. 

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Last Updated ( Thursday, 18 May 2006 )
 
Critical Criticism, Criticized Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Wednesday, 05 April 2006
I am puzzled. I’ve known for most of my life that my reality didn’t necessarily coincide with that of other people, but today I hit a wall. I’ve been having fun all week, singing in the Verdi Requiem – one of my top five faves of all time – with the New York Philharmonic and Lorin Maazel and a great bunch of singers. It doesn’t get much better than that. There have been two performances so far, and they have both been dazzling. I had a great time, and the capacity audiences went wild. Case closed, or so you’d think.

I sat down with the Weekend Arts section of the NY Times this morning, and the reviewer, well, I don’t think that he and I were at the same show. He claimed to have been at last night’s performance, but he made the whole thing out to be this somber snoozefest. Well, it’s a REQUIEM mass, idiot. C’mon, you’re a critic. You’re supposed to be up on this stuff. What were you expecting? “Mr. Ed” reruns? And it was anything but a snooze.  Lush, certainly; considered, absolutely; boring, no.

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Last Updated ( Friday, 14 April 2006 )
 
Short Month, Short Blog or How I Joined Rockapella Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Friday, 03 March 2006
Taking a little time out here from pounding away on my book-to-be about many of the funny/stupid/sad/outrageous things that have happened to me on my musical journey.  Sometimes, when I step back from my creative fervor and read some of the stuff I’ve written, I have a hard time believing it myself.  But any of you who have spent any time pursuing music as a career know that the twists and turns of fate, guided by those two universal constants, irony and paradox, can take us off in any direction at the drop of a pitch pipe.

Like auditioning for Rockapella, for instance.  On the freezing winter day the group was holding bass auditions, I did something extremely atypical for me.  I bought a copy of Backstage and read through the ads.  I saw one for a bass – “must have a low D” – it said.  

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 07 March 2006 )
 
BREATHE! Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Friday, 03 February 2006
Breathing – It’s something we all do.  It’s one thing we all have in common, and I think that everyone can agree that it’s a necessary life process.  It’s very, very important.   Still, most people breathe barely enough to sustain life.  Many of us have stale air in our lungs for weeks.  But breathing for singing is a whole other thing; it’s more like breathing for running or martial arts.  Yet not.

I’m trying to figure out how to talk about singer’s breathing without being boring and pedantic.  I don’t know how I can talk about anything without being pedantic. I don’t think I’m boring, but that may be yet another one of my delusions.

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Last Updated ( Saturday, 11 February 2006 )
 
My New Year’s Resolution Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Tuesday, 03 January 2006
To me, the most puzzling aspect of the a cappella world is that so few a cappella singers ever bother to learn how to sing, which is incredibly bizarre considering their involvement in an art form that is nothing but. I don’t mean that they can’t sing – obviously the vocal mechanism, when coupled with a moderate amount of airflow and a salting of musical sense, can approximate structured sequential pitches and thus sound like a simulacrum of what we call “singing”.  

What is more to the point is that, without at least some training, it’s rarely possible for a voice – any voice – to reproduce pitch with consistency and accuracy.  I won’t even wander into the subjective world of tone quality. I will confine myself to what I call one of the non-negotiable aspects of the art – intonation.

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 07 February 2006 )
 
Hidden Danger of Success: Deadly Carrot Wax Buildup Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Saturday, 03 December 2005
Whatever one might imagine the tangible trappings of success to be, one thing is certain. Success has a dark side. One of the most common rituals surrounding success, a gratuitous pumping called “having one’s carrot waxed”, can, if it goes unchecked for too long, cause permanent damage to both person and carrot.

There’s nothing inherently wrong with carrot-waxing, and taken on a per case basis, it has the net effect of making both the waxer and the waxee feel good about themselves. Everyone likes to feel good, and it feels good to make someone else feel good. Chronic carrot waxing has its own set of problems, but we’ll deal with those another time, maybe. Here we are focusing on an issue that only affects waxees.

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 07 February 2006 )
 
I Slept With Sean Altman Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Monday, 14 November 2005
I slept with Sean Altman. In Las Vegas. In a bed the size of Rhode Island, with mirrors on the ceiling. At the legendary Flamingo hotel and casino, which, from that night on, Sean has referred to as the Flaming O.

I know that what happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas, and it only happened that one time, but it was traumatic, especially for Sean.

We hadn’t meant to spend the night together. The hotel desk had messed up our reservations. We were one room short and they were all booked up that night. It was late, like 3 am, and there was no alternative. We played a lightning round of “paper-scissors-stone”. Sean lost.

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 07 February 2006 )
 
Monitor Mixes, Stomp Boxes, and the Ass Conundrum Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Monday, 10 October 2005
Theres a saying in the biz: Friends dont let friends mix monitors. Its true. Monitor mix debacles have destroyed bands, caused fistfights on stage, and been the cause of many broken friendships, microphones, mixing boards, and occasionally the hapless skulls of the cue mixers themselves, so discourage well-meaning friends from volunteering to mix your monitors if you want to keep them as friends.

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 07 February 2006 )
 
Microphones, AutoTune, and My Dog, Max Print E-mail
Written by Barry Carl   
Saturday, 17 September 2005
I have to throw in my two cents, adjusted for inflation, on the above subjects. Lets start with microphones. I like them. A lot. If you were being unkind, or maybe just honest, you could say that Im mildly obsessed with them, which does make a certain amount of sense when you consider that a mic is my instrument, sort of. Since Ive been fortunate enough to work in some of the worlds best studios, using some of the worlds best, or at least most expensive microphones, I can honestly say that theres a huge and important difference, aside from price, between a good ol SM58 and, say, a vintage Neumann U47. Theres also a similar spectrum amongst the various pieces that comprise the audio chain that amplifies the tiny output signal of the mic and makes it loud enough to record, but thats a whole other subject. Im also happy to admit that under certain conditions I prefer the 58 to the U47, depending on what Im trying to achieve. To borrow a phrase, microphones are a lot like paintbrushes, and a savvy recordist uses them to bring out the best in a voice and to insure that the final track will sit well in a mix.

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Last Updated ( Tuesday, 07 February 2006 )
 
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