Any Advice

February 9, 2004
jshartman

If you can’t tell me what you’d like to be happening, you don’t have a problem yet. You’re just complaining. A problem only exists if there is a difference between what is actually happening and what you desire to be happening.

I was heavily schooled for many years on piano. I was reciting classical compositions at nine, accompanied by six years of classical training. I tackled five years of comprehensive music theory. I studied vocally with many, many musical theatre vocal instructors from Princeton and Julliard, among others. It’s a pleasure working with other schooled musicians like Scott McCloud, Rick Cline and Phill Kirby, for example. We all share a language and communicate on another level. There’s a chemistry there. It’s much different working with musicians with no formal training. It’s not a lesser experience by any means, just different.

I did the jazz-thing in college. I did several variations on the cover band-thing for many years. It all boiled down to one thing. Original music. I can play a half-dozen instruments. So what. It doesn’t matter if I play the piano or the guitar or the kazoo. I can play an ass-load of cover tunes. So what? To exploit a clich?, “it’s all about the music.” Sting is a bad-ass bassist. He plays half-dozen instruments. So what. It’s his songwriting most people think of when Sting comes to mind. Tantric sex is a strong second.

I’m an accomplished actor. I struggled many years choosing which road to make a heavy commitment to. What persuaded me to take a serious music plunge was the difference between being myself and pretending to be somebody else. As an actor, you’re given the lines and given the direction. There are elements of yourself you bring to each character, but it still isn’t something you can call your own. Henceforth, when the time came to choose between cover music and original music, I came back to the same notion of being myself vs. pretending to be somebody else. Therein lies the ultimate resource for developing your own music and vocal style.

If half your show involves Sting or Police tunes, people are going to say you sing or sound like Sting. Why? Because you’re singing like Sting. You’re singing Sting tunes. If half your show involves Dave Matthews tunes, people are going to say you sing like Dave Matthews. Why? Because you’re singing like Dave Matthews. You’re singing Dave tunes. If I wear an McDonald’s uniform long enough, people are going to think I work there. Just sing. Stop listening to other artists if you must. What’s missing from most artists these days is themselves. There are no risks. It’s karaoke at this point. What would Sting say? Seriously.

There are occupational hazards you can’t avoid. There are those who compare me with Dave Matthews. I beg to differ. One night a girl said to me, “You sound like Dave Matthews.” I said, “If I played the same songs on the piano all night, would you think the same thing?” She said, “Come to think of it, no.” One night a guy said to me, “You sound like Bruce Hornsby.” I said, “If I played the same songs on the guitar all night, would you think the same thing?” He said, “Come to think of it, no.”

What all this leads me to is this. From my experience, what pitfalls artists often go through has nothing to do with anything! It has to do with involving yourself in a project or a situation that you honestly believe in. That’s going to involve investing a serious amount of time and taking an ample amount of risks. One of the keys to my success is keeping things simple, willingness to travel, consistency, setting short and long-term goals and taking risks along the way. Sometimes I make good money. Sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I win. Often I lose. But sometimes I win. I have to take the good, the bad and the ugly. Business before pleasure. There are bad guys, but there are good guys. There are no shortcuts.

When I started Scott Jeffrey’s Band, I knew it would be at least ten years before I noticed any serious results. Convincing a unit of musicians to pay their dues with you for more than three is another story. Some local artists and musicians are a prime example of what not to do. Some begin projects, fold their cards six months later and then start something new. Some change their name every week. Six months is a grain of sand in the large scheme of things. I think about some of my idols or heroes. What coarse did they take? Did they make it in six months? Did they jump from project to project? There are exceptions, but I think you’ll be hard-pressed to find any success story in the music industry under 5 years of commitment. Let me add that remaining in a project for a long period of time doesn’t mean you can’t evolve in and around that project. In my experience, it makes it easier to evolve. It gives you a rock. Too often musicians fail to challenge themselves and blame the marriage they should maintain with other band members.

Cover bands are a dime a dozen. Bar bands are a dime a dozen. Bars are a dime a dozen. They come and go like porn stars. I can cover material 20 years from now if all else fails. So why on Earth would I do it now? Money? Bills? Then I’m too comfortable. Modify and simplify your situation. Only you can avoid day jobs. Drive a used car. Save. Think about it. I’m young. They say if you put 10% of every paycheck you make in savings starting when you’re 30 years old, you’ll have a million dollars by the time you’re ready to retire. I try approaching music the same way. Most importantly, approach God and family that way. Invest the time you spend making music more wisely. You’ll get out of it what you put into it. I’ll make my colleagues a deal. 20 years from now, if none of us have risen to any level of notable success, we’ll get together and start some kind of tribute or cover band.

Thank You!

February 3, 2004
jshartman

Thank you all, on Timmy’s behalf, for the wonderful gifts and for the time you spent with him on his birthday.

I’ve got a couple quick Timmy stories.

A few weeks ago, Timmy was running around the house. He found interest in something that was beyond his means as a toddler and began driving his parents crazy. Carol Anne said, “Timmy, hold your horses.” Well, he took off running into his room. A few minutes later he returned with a plastic horse from his toy box and proceeded to show his Daddy that he may not be holding his horses, but he was holding his horse!

A couple weeks back Timmy and I went out to eat lunch with Carol Anne. They serve chips and salsa as an appetizer. Timmy was cranky at the restaurant. I was thinking to myself, “Boy, Timmy’s got a chip on his shoulder today.” Low and behold, a few minutes passed and Timmy, from eating chips and salsa, actually had a chip stuck on his shoulder!

I hope everyone has a wonderful week. Thank you again.

XO

Iced In

January 27, 2004
jshartman

I hope everyone’s having a wonderful week, so far. I’ve been iced in with my beautiful family. Not much new goin’ on around here. Thought I’d send some pictures of Timmy and demonstrate how low our food supply’s been gettin’ here lately.

Love you all.

Aloha

January 6, 2004
jshartman

Hi all. Don’t have a lot this week.

It’s been a rough couple weeks trying to get back to normal. Christmas was great, but it seems like a big blur now. Like it was a dream! Carol Anne ripped down the tree last night. At least things are starting to look normal.

Carol Anne’s getting to go with me to a ski resort in Virginia the band’s playing at this weekend.

Timmy’s cranky today. I tied him up in his room.

I’ve got lots of pics from Christmas to send everyone. It may take a while to download, though.

Well, that’s all for now. I haven’t been feeling well. I’ll try to write more next week.

XO

Happy New Year! +

December 31, 2003
jshartman

Sorry it’s been so long since I’ve sent an e-mail. I don’t think I’ve sent one since before I left for Disney with the band. Ever since I’ve gotten back, things have been super busy between shopping, other Christmas preparations, Christmas, traveling to everyone’s house, etc.

Let me begin by saying how grateful I am for all of you. I love all of you. A young member of Carol Anne’s former church just passed away. As far as anyone can tell, he died in his sleep in his bed. We don’t know any details yet. He was 16 or 17. Gary, Carol and the gang used to bike-ride with him every Sunday after church. Things like this always put life in perspective.

My return home from Disney was priceless. I don’t think Timmy let go of me for four hours straight! Everything, from the moment I got home, was all about preparing for Christmas. Carol Anne did a wonderful, selfless thing this year by orchestrating most of our relatives into spending the money that would otherwise be used for Carol Anne towards a charity of some sort. We rummaged through our own stuff in the garage and hit a few stores and made Christmas shoe boxes full of toys for the less fortunate. Carol Anne and Vicki wrapped bags full of toys that Carol Anne and I brought to the homeless shelter on Christmas Eve. Other members of her family did the Angel Tree-thing and my parents filled a sack full of toys to hand out to the kids at the hospital all year round. The list goes on and on. My wife is an incredible human being and I’m so lucky and proud to be sharing my life with her.

We spent a wonderful Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with my family. My Dad made Tur-duck-en (Turkey, Duck and Chicken). Don’t ask me how. It was wonderful. On Christmas Eve he made steak and shrimp. Oh yeah, we made homemade eggnog, too.

My life nearly came to an end when a stocking holder fell on my head while I was nobly trying to keep us all warm by putting more wood on the fire. It cracked my skull open and “I got a coma.” If my Mom, the nurse, wasn’t there, I wouldn’t be typing this right now. I hope you all know I’m exaggerating. ; )

On Saturday, we headed to Greensboro to see the Greensboro Granny and the rest of Carol Anne’s extended family. It was nice. We had BBQ and all the trimmings. I got to meet Carol Anne’s cousin and her husband for the first time. From there, we finally got to hook up with Carol Anne’s parents and her sister at Carol Anne’s parents’ house in Salisbury. Gary had been down with the flu most of Christmas week. We opened presents and then headed to a wonderful seafood restaurant for dinner.

Timmy thought every present he opened this year was supposed to be a “car.”

Well, I wish I could think of more, but I’m really tired. Thank you all for the wonderful gifts. I hope everyone enjoys their New Year. My New Year’s resolutions are to grow my hair back out, the usual diet and exercise resolution, to make my wife and son as happy as they make me, and to remind each one of you more often how special and meaningful you are to me.

I love you.

Jeff

Happy New Year!

December 29, 2003
jshartman

2003 was a year of growth for Scott Jeffrey’s Band. It flew by faster than any year I can remember of late. That may not be saying much considering I can’t remember where I left my car keys last night. In any case, 2003 saw the band branch out considerably; from Walt Disney World to New Jersey and everywhere in between. It’s been a year of full circles. Micah, Tony and Jeff all had the opportunity to perform their hometowns; Micah in Roanoke, Tony in Richmond and Jeff in Jersey. The band also got to meet the infamous “Laura” from the first two albums and “Nerl” made an appearance via e-mail! 2003 saw the release of Scott Jeffrey’s Band’s second album and first studio album, accompanied by the CD release gala which was a huge success. 2003 was a year of new music. The band made several new fans along the way. 2003 saw the band step foot into the college arena via the Association for the Promotion of Campus Activities. They also had the opportunity to hit a few new festivals.

As Scott Jeffrey’s Band enters their senior year of 2004, there’s a lot to be excited about. A new studio album is on the horizon. The band’s performing their first dinner showcase when they return to APCA’s National Conference in Atlanta in March. You’ll see the band pairing up with a lot of other regional groups. A new Space Machine is in the works, a new web site and I anticipate a lot more new music this year. Please help continue to spread the Holy Word of the sjB to the masses! Thanks for your support! The band would also like to thank their families for believing in them.

Happy Thanksgiving!

November 28, 2003
jshartman

Thanksgiving was fantastic! Food was good. Company was good. Mom competed and won a game of Twister. That was interesting.

I’d like everyone to know how thankful I am for the wonderful family and friends in my life. Between raising Timmy and working, there’s very little time these days to sit down and actually enjoy the company of those people in my life I’m most thankful for. I’m truly blessed.

I thank God for all of you.

Love,

Jeff

P.S. – I’ve attached some Thanksgiving pics. There’s also a few pics of when Timmy decided to clear off the bottom of his changing table and take a nap.