This post, to me, doles out the skinny in my mind. Improvising comes from deep within--at least the stuff that really connects with you the player, the musicians you're playing with and the people listening. Anyone who is really trying to step up to the player plate comes to this mental query and has to deal with it in their own way. I sure did and I asked anyone who would talk to me. Still do. One of the first things I asked Wayne Krantz when I was studying with him back in the early 90's was this very question. His answer was, "the zone". Fuze had more of a complex answer but it boiled down to the same thing. Vic Juris' answer was much less complex, but the same general vibe. Even Mick Goodrick stated "it was a mental state like no other." The point:
not one of these guys stated a word about theory or any other structured approach. And to me, the four guys I just mentioned are some of our greatest improvisers--right there with Larry, for sure.
Consider this: We learned to talk first,
then, we learned about what it is we're saying. If it were the other way around this would world would be a silent place (hmmmmmm,

) Think about how hard it was to learn anything in your high school language class. I tried to learn Italian in HS and the entire school year was dedicated to learning from a "rules" based approach. I learned nothing. If I could say anything it was meaningless at best. Why? Because I was thinking about every component of the message I was trying convey and trying to piece them together analytically. Makes me wonder: Does the Rosetta Stone stuff throws this bit out the window? This is totally the same gig with improvising.
When I was teaching in the trenches (music store gig where you have like 14 students a day, one after the other) I had every level of player coming at me. Sometimes at the end of the day it was the kid who just learned the minor pentatonic scale that said the most musically that day because they were playing from the right head--better yet, from the heart. From an uncluttered, free mind set where they could just
play. More times than not, the very instance I complicated that with "theory" the magic started to disappear. As a teacher I had to find the balance between teaching true improvisation and studied improvisation. I had to keep that flame going while I ever-so carefully blew on it with breaths of knowledge to make it burn brighter. If I blew too hard I would extinguish what was to come out naturally thus making the flame get smaller or just die out. And blow too hard I did--many times. Their flames and especially my own. Most of the time you can light another match, but sometimes... well. Improvising is a touchy personal vibe you gotta nurture and pay much respect to. Ego must be checked at the door and you have to be open so you can do what you're supposed to do: play
muuuuuusic.
There's something to be said for the guys who know
nothing and can play you and everyone around them under the table. I've seen and had it done to me so many times back in the day. It was only when I started to let go and really play that my improvising meant anything. When I was improvising from the head no one cared except me. When the music just was aloud to come to life, then people cared and my phone started ringing. If no claps after your solo it's because they didn't get it--it's because you didn't give anything to them to get. Am I saying a theoretical approach is the wrong way to go? Uh, have you seen any of my TrueFire courses or read any of my G1 or GP articles for starters?

You should see my text books!
Bottom line: when you're in the moment, let it be that. What you got in your trick is bag is what is going to come out. Wanna extend that bag? Go home and work it out. For real--really work on whatever it is you want to explore and make it yours so that when you go back in the jam--it just comes out. No thought. It's been said so many times, but it's SO true: Learn it, then forget it. You can't speak while trying to think about grammar nor can you play when thinking about theory or technique.
It's never going to happen.
Funny story...
Back in 2004, right before my oldest son was born, I gotta call from Dave Fiucyznski to sub two days of rehearsals at Symphony Space in the upper west side for a project the great Don Byron was leading. The stage was loaded with names in the jazz, fusion and hip hop worlds. From DJ Logic to Rodney Holmes to Curtis Fowlkes--not to mention Don (!)--this was a major hang. I was the filling in for the only guitar chair in this fairly large ensemble made up of brass, woodwinds, a rhythm section with Latin percussion, turntables, rappers, vocalists--lots going on and a lot to take in. The music was modern arrangements of Sugar Hill Records hits from the early 80's--something very close to my heart indeed. The guitar was a big part of these charts and had some really fun sections to blow on. Well, my time came up in a Grandmaster Flash jam and I got the nod from Don to let it fly. With my trusty '73 Strat, an early model Fuzz Factory, a Whammy II, a touch of analog delay and Fuze's half stack cranked I threw down. I was in it, baby! A zone like no other. I had the most ridiculous rhythm section behind me, DJ Logic dropping his magic and an angled row of master horn players in my periphery playing stabs of glory--all under
my improvisatory bliss. No time for scales here boys, I was where I had to be to do this for real. Woot!!
OK, every watch the Bug Bunny episode where he's the conductor and completely loses it only to hear crickets at the end of his conduction? Well, as my solo rocked on I started to hear everything fall apart--quite quickly actually--until there was kinda just me Whammy-ing away. As I picked my head up and opened my eyes while playing little disjunt snippets of "uh-oh" I look over to the left where Don is right next to me holding his bari only to see that lip smurk people put on when you've done something moronic. Seasoned with a slight shake of the head and accompanied by a row of four other heads leaning over with the same smurk and horns on their lap, Don just goes, "you dun youngblood?"
That's the zone, guys. When you're in it, take it for the ride of your life. Just don't forget to come back!!!
BTW, unbeknownst to me Bravo network was there filming a documentary on Don that was aired in Canada. Never saw the episode, but man, I hope that moment went UN-documented

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