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I'm Jake Barshick.

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Play That Funky Music would have never sounded the way it did, nor would we have ever been introduced to the record company that finally signed us if it weren't for the owner/engineer of Cleveland Recording, Ken Hamann. Jimmy Fox, drummer from the James Gang was at the studio to pick up some tapes the day I was singing the lead and Ken Hamann ran out and yanked him in the control room. Upon hearing what I was doing, Jimmy asked me if he could have that song for the James Gang. Having known him and them because of running into them in between ours and their sessions more than a few times over the years, I said, " Hell no man, if you think it's that strong, I want US to have a damn hit". Jimmy was managed by the same people that were also concert promoters in Cleveland and they were planning on branching out to also start their own record company, they just needed a hit project to push CBS (who was their potential distributor) over the edge to commit. Jimmy asked me if he could play it for them. I agreed and Ken sent a copy down the street to them. They loved it, played it for Steve Popovich, then head of A&R at EPIC/CBS. Steve loved it, we got signed, and the rest is history. The bottm line is: Ken Hamann never got the credit due him for Play That Funky Music. He got so disgusted listening to me and Carl Maduri try to mix that song that one day he finally said, "If you'd just move over, I can mix this thing in 5 minutes". The final mix of PTFM you hear to this day was that 5 minutes it took for him to nail it on the first try.

My Blog

the door is open

Ya know,no one is perfectand no one should be.So why do we all try to be perfect?Why do we all hide our true selves from everyone?Because the world is so judgemental, no matter what we call ourselves....
Posted by on Thu, 21 May 2009 21:03:00 GMT

finally

I'm still a little unsure as to where inspiration for my music comes from. All i know is that for the past few months, that inspiration has been gone. finally, after a few days work, I think it might ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 May 2009 21:24:00 GMT

i have no idea where this came from

Just a front just a cover.The feelings are still there, you know it. Trying to fill needs with the wrong thing doesn't work for long.It will just end in rejection and denial.so instead of pushing away...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 20:50:00 GMT

huh?

A false sense of security overshadowed by the reality that things have changed, but not for the good. Though outward expressions have done the right thing, actions have yet to agree. This game, like a...
Posted by on Fri, 01 May 2009 21:47:00 GMT

I wish..

I wish..that i was closer with God.that I had a better attention span.that I didn't waste so much time on unimportant things. that i could be inderstood by people better.that I could finally fight my ...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 21:40:00 GMT

frustrate.

Today has been a terrible day. I woke up to find I had a flat tire, which turns out, I have to get a WHOLE NEW FREAKIN TIRE! But, before that happened, I tried to take the tire off. I was getting so f...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Apr 2009 14:30:00 GMT

unhappy satisfaction

Im not in the mood to write any pretty poems.Right now, I'm stressed out. I should be sleeping, as I need to be awake in 6 and a half hours to get ready for an important service. I just need to write ...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 21:28:00 GMT

blah

I'm pretty much at a creative standstill. I cannot come up with anything good musically, I have not taken photographs in a long while, and I'm just so darn busy! Now I did make a video the other night...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 22:22:00 GMT

when things happen

I just don't know where we must go.And from here on outI'll just shout out loudthe things that I'm not sure aboutI've just got to get them out.Before this eats me up insideI need to put these things b...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 21:19:00 GMT

cold case of a decade.

Conflicts created between mind and heartThey start,but never seem to finish; on infinite play.When I've said all the words I had to say.Flash! The image in my mind, burned insidefor good. This singula...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 21:48:00 GMT