Normally in the Victor Wooten camp i’m the drum tech for the masterful Dennis Chambers, but because of a prior obligation he had to saxophonist Bill Evans in April, Vic had to come up with a cool cast of characters to help he and Bob Franceschini pump out 12 days and 14 shows of music.
Eventually, it came to his Brothers Regi Wooten, Roy "Futureman" Wooten, a rotating cast of keyboardist including his Brother Joseph Wooten, Eric Blue and Julius Fisher. Then of course on percussion he had Sinbad… SKKRRRR!!! ¡who? ¡Sinbad? The comedian?! Yep… All six feet, five inches, and sixty-two years of him.
This event will be one that other entertainers will want to repeat, but it was one of those perfect storm events. It wasn’t a concert; it wasn’t a comedy show. It was not a co-billed show. It was a highly unscripted, unrehearsed party hosted by six very improvisational entertainers, and they did an amazing job dissolving the stage between them and the audience.
To me the most evident thing that made this possible was the chemistry of the entire camp. Everyone was conversational and humorous; this included the tour manager, girlfriends and wives, sons, the bus driver and the house crews we worked with. The only difference between on stage and off stage was instruments. The audience was getting the same conversations that we were having backstage, on the bus and at the hotels.
We knew we were having a good time. We knew the audience was having a good time, but how much it mattered was punctuated during one of the meet and greets when one of the audience members who was living with PTSD told them he was about to “end it all”, but he decided to come to the show and said he had had the best day ever in a long time. Music and laughter heals. Get as much as You can.