A Little Respect

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Bart and I went and played a session together before he left. I had actually turned down a job knowing he was going to be there, something Chernwick wanted done really quickly, but I guess things didn’t happen as quickly as he thought, or maybe they got someone they didn’t like. I don’t know. Guitar session players, even really good ones, weren’t exactly in short supply in Los Angeles.

Chernwick called again, though, a week later, said they were really hot to trot about me in particular, which probably wasn’t true so much as it was him stroking my ego thinking that would work. The thing about playing sessions, though, is that you have to leave ego at the door. He told me they’d up my fee. I told him it was only a deal if they’d put that additional money toward hiring Bart, too. Oh, and renting a vintage Rickenbacker for him to play.

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