![]() I turned up the guitar good and loud making sure it was front and center. As a three piece, we were trying to fill out the sound and I think it was a little more guitar-oriented in that regard. We slowly picked a direction - that is still evolving. After a while it was like, "I need horns." So I got Justin Lloyd on trumpet, Charlie Freida on saxophone, and Evan Dobbins on trombone. I said, "That's it, I can't wait any longer." So I grabbed Mark Phillips from Cherry Gun, and Dave Goldstein - a bass player I met through Justin Lloyd - and with me on guitar, we became this trio.īut it still wasn't enough. Her backing band was just staggering - the whole lineup, the keys, the horns, the arrangements, everything. I remember watching Amy Winehouse's "Live From London" DVD about 100 times in a row. After a while I began missing that itch for playing out. Steve Pizzuto: After 5Head croaked, I was bored so I started going in the studio with musicians from other bands that I knew. An edited transcript of that conversation follows. Pizzuto was candid when he stopped down to City to discuss The Beaumonts, how it's not 5Head, and how you can love both. That band, The Beaumonts, has two releases out, "Safety in Solitude" and 'Letting Go of the Dial" and is currently in the studio at Blue On Blue Recordings working on "Lanterna Blue" scheduled to land sometime this fall. This wasn't an extension of 5Head but rather a new band with its own identity and its own sound. It was during that down time that Pizzuto began rooting around in unexplored caverns in his brain and began writing from a deeper, more intimate place. The band re-formed a couple of years ago after a lengthy hiatus. ![]() It's a precarious teeter-totter of a snappy backbeat, and the brass blast furnace from its hellacious horn section. Steve Pizzuto's friendly mug is synonymous with Rochester ska darling 5Head, a band that plays with the energy and danger of a marching band on water skis. But before tossing them aside, realize it's not the musician's fault as they follow their elusive muse. You love it, you identify, you relate it's your "jam." Then said artist decides to evolve, to change without your permission. You know how it is: you fall in love with a particular artist's sound. Now I'm not speaking of those shallow showbiz shills with all their kowtowing and condescension, but about artists who brilliantly marry words and melody together. ![]() You might think they do, but musicians don't owe you a damn thing.
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