Floaded27,
Your situation sounded uncomfortable, but manageable. You have the right frame of mind. Be around better so that you can be better.
I've been playing for a long time, but I still don't consider myself too advanced to be humbled. I just found out a couple weeks ago that I'm not even the best bassist on my block! It turns out that one of my new neighbors is the bassist for one of the mega-churches in Detroit. I may have to start hangin' around with him and steal I mean trade some licks.
One of my most humbling experiences was about 6 or 7 years ago. I was messin' around with some basses at a Guitar Center. I THOUGHT I was jammin', crankin' out some Gap Band lines, some Ohio Players lines, some Brothers Johnson lines some Fred Hammond lines,.......
After a while I heard somebody else just burnin' up a fretboard. Not playing anything in particular. Just free-stylin'......I looked over to see.........Fred Hammond! I couldn't help but wonder if he heard me mangling one of his basslines and decided to put an end to it
.
Anyway, I went back to playing scales.
Peace,
James
Dude, I can't believe you're still alive to tell the story. I would've died right there on the spot.
Reminds me of a time back in college...
I'm no singer (no bass player either, just happened upon this thread... lol). But, I was a watch care member of a small, but musically on-point church. It was the church Donnie McClurkin grew up in, and he often came back to visit, as did many other gospel music giants. The church was super small (maybe 100 members avg), so they often had to make do with what they had. I was serving as an evangelist at the time, and the pastor -- for reasons I'll never know-- loved to hear me sing. Now, I can hold a note and I'm a heckuva background alto, but I am NOT a lead vocalist or soloist by any means.
Anyway, the pastor would always call me up to do a sermonic solo, and most times, I did a hymn that would be hard to mess up or "I Won't Complain" because even if you did mess it up, folks would be going IN so they wouldn't even notice! LOL! I usually didn't mind since there weren't too many people there anyway, so no one to be embarassed in front of.
One night during revival, he called me up to sing. All of my friends from school were there, but other than that, there were only about 50 folks in the congregation. I went on a limb and sang "Amazing Grace Shall Always Be..." (don't know the correct title). I reached all my high notes, and all in all, I did pretty well. When I sat down, a lady behind me rubbed my back as though I had done something.

Pastor facilitated a worship, offering was done, and the pastor was about to put the guest speaker up. He then called for Sis. Daniel to come render a sermonic solo. I was like, who is Sis. Daniel and why are we having
another solo??? Then, I felt the lady from behind me get up and walk to the front... I remember thinking, "oh, THAT'S Sis. Daniel... lol"
Sis. Daniel....
Yeah...
Sis. Daniel... as in
Melonie Daniel.... as in... the woman who sat behind me and rubbed my back...
