…in the dark of night the Lord awoke Noah, and spoke to him saying “Noah, awake and heed my words!”
And Noah, being sore, afraid and disoriented, did cry out, “Who goeth there?” And the Lord did smite him upside the head, saying, “It is the Lord of all things, dummy!” And Noah did tremble, saying, Lord, why hath thou wakened me?” And the Lord did say, “Noah, build me a Casual Band.
“For the earth will be visited by a plague of brides, followed by forty days of trade shows and forty nights of award banquets.” And Noah did say, “Command me, Lord.”
And the Lord did say, “First, thou must find me a leader.” And Noah replied, “But Lord, will I not be thy leader?” And the Lord did smite him again, saying, “Fool, thou will be my contractor. Ask not why!”
And Noah did bow his head, saying, “Yes, my Lord. And what will this leader play?” And the Lord said, “It mattereth little, whether he play or not, or whether he be proficient or not. For his job shall primarily be to talk to the brides and their mothers, and to deal with clients, and to count off tempos wrong, and to inquire as to whether overtime will happen, and to try to segue tunes that should not be segued. If he playeth any instrument, thou must always have another player of that instrument in the band, just to be safe.”
And Noah did say, “And what else shall this leader do?” And the Lord replied, “It shall be his job to spread bad information and confusion amongst the sidemen, and to pit them one against the other, and to delay all payments. “Further shall it be his job, until we can afford a soundman, to create feedback, and to invent new equalization curves therefore.” And Noah did shake his head in wonder, saying, “Lord, thy ways are strange and mysterious. What more shall I do?”
And the Lord said, “Next, find me a rhythm section. First, find me a drummer. And three things above all must this Drummer possess.” And Noah did ask, “What are these three things; double bass drums, an electronic kits, or congas?” And the Lord did smite at Noah again, saying “Second-guess me not, my servant.”
First, this drummer must have slightly imperfect time, so that whenever he playeth a fill (and he shall play many), he always emergeth at a different place, sometimes early and sometimes late, but thou may not guess which. And second, he must be supremely discontent, always hoping for the big break which will lead to him playing with Chick Corea or Madonna, so that he despiseth jobbing. “And third, he must always be convinced of his righteousness, in all things, including time, volume, tempo and feel, so that he argueth always with the bass player.”
And Noah did say, “As you command, Lord. And what next?” And the Lord did say, “Thou art learning, Noah. Next shall be the bass player. And he shall be bored. That is all.”
And Noah did say, “Of course, and next, my Lord?”
“Next shall be the piano player. And he shall play as if he has twenty fingers, and he shall ply substitute upon substitute, until no man may name the chord, and he will not be helpful. Furthermore, he shall always be late. And he shall always be trying out new gear, of which he has no knowledge.” and Noah did wonder aloud, “Lord, great is thy wisdom!”
“Next shall be the guitar player. And he shall be a rock guitar player. And he shall be loud, and he shall sing ‘Old Time Rock n’ Roll’. Also shall he know not the page, and so shall rely upon his ears, which have been damaged by exposure to to loud music for too many years. For the guitarists who read shall already be playing shows, and will be making big shekels. And his tux shall always be the rattiest, gnarliest things you’ve ever seen.”
And Noah did say, “It shall be done.”
And the Lord did say, “Next thou shall need horns. First shall be the saxophones, they shall be beboppers. And they shall play their Bird quotes in every song, yea, even the Celine Dion ballad. And they shall get high on every break, and make the long faces all night long, but especially when the chart ‘In The Mood’ is called.
Next shall be the trumpeters. And they shall every one attempt to take everything up an octave, and fail frequently. And of changes they shall know nothing.
And finally shall be the trombone player. And many jokes will be made about him, for he will have a beeper, as well as a day job, and he will be the first to be cut from the Band. And Noah, taking many notes, did say, “Mighty is the Lord!”
And Noah did say, “What else can be left, Lord?”
And the Lord did say, “Finally, find me the singers. And they shall be three, one a male, and two females. And the male shall be a strutting peacock, with the Rock ‘N Roll hair, and he shall never have to wear a Tuxedo, and also shall he play the harmonica. He shall always complain about the volume, intonation, and impede the swing.”
And of the Females, one shall be black and one shall be white. And the black one shall ALWAYS sing the Aretha songs, and the disco. And the white one shall ALWAYS sing power ballads, and country songs. But both shall share the motown medley. They shall sing backup for the male, and forget the words, be late, and know nothing of keys or form. And they shall leave every gig immediately, having never touched a piece of equipment. And they shall be paid many more shekels than the sidemen. Ask not why.”
And Noah did say, “As Thou sayest, my Lord.”
And the Lord did command him, “Search high and low for these, as not every musician can fulfill these requirements. And though we have no work yet, a commitment must be secured from all. And while you’re at it, start looking for subs.” And Noah did say, “Lord, thy will be done.” And so it was.