Bear vs. Shark: An Interview with John Gaviglio


Bear vs. Shark hails from Highland, MI, a suburb nestled between Detroit and Flint, a part of the rust belt, a part of a community that like most suburbs across the country harbor the talent that make up the indie rock and punk geography of America. BVS is comprised of Marc Paffi (vocals, guitar), Derek Kiesgen (guitar and bass), John Gaviglio (guitar and bass), Brandon Moss (drums), and Mike Muldoon (guitar, bass, keyboards). Seems like everyone plays bass in BVS, except the drummer and one would assume that so many bass players would ultimately mean the sweetest party machine dance music ever, but its not, its some of the most interesting and creative music to come out of Equal Vision Records for a long time.

John G. (not the Memento mystery man), guitarist/bassist for Bear Vs. Shark, recently spoke with themusicedge.com about his band and how he got started as a musician.

All the members of Bear Vs. Shark have recently graduated college. John double majored in German and Economics. John started playing the trombone in the 6th grade, continued with it until he was in 8th grade and received his first guitar. It was in school band that John learned about time signatures, beats per measure and had some basic understanding of music theory and how to read music, which helped when he picked up his first guitar at 13.

He states; “Everybody who is starting to play music should have some basic elements of music instruction.”

Mike, Derek and Brandon have grown up together and played in some early incarnations of BVS before forming the full version several years ago, although the entire band has lived within bike riding distance from each other since childhood.

His early memories of music aside form six months of guitar lessons, are fondly remembered and influenced by his mom, which John cites as, “My mom used to play guitar so she gave me a little bit of instruction herself. My mom has really exposed me to a lot of music, especially when I was younger. I remember sitting in her old Buick Riviera listening to Led Zeppelin and she would show me some bass lines. I remember the first time she showed me what a bass guitar was, and she pointed out the bass lines in the songs. When I first started getting into music it was classic rock, like Jethro Tull, Zeppelin, The Doors and stuff like that, but as I got older I got into bands like Metallica and Guns & Roses, Smashing Pumpkins and Black Sabbath too. And Nirvana.”

Some of the bands that inspire John now are bands like Hot Water Music, Mars Volta, Bjork, Les Savy Fav. He says that, “I think Les Savy Fav is amazing, they really inspire me.”

BVS’s influences are apparent in the sound of their debut record, Right Now You’re in the Best of Hands…, which jumps from style to style seamlessly and effortlessly without sticking to any one sound; it encapsulates all of the influences of BVS. Though each member of BVS works fulltime jobs outside of playing in BVS, being grounded in the “real world” not only makes their music more accessible to a broader range of people but also makes it difficult for them to tour. Some of the members get fired from their jobs at places like Home Depot or various restaurants, but they tour in spite of the job security. “I’m really lucky, I’m a waiter at a restaurant and their really happy for me for the band thing so they let me go whenever I want.” John plays out of a Marshall cab with a, “crappy valve state head, but I didn’t record with that, I recorded with a Fender Bass Man amp head and used a TC Booster which boosts the signal. It boosts the signal and adds some distortion but cuts out a lot of the noise. What we do as a band is upgrade our equipment as a band. We save up our money and sort of all go in and trade our equipment out around the same time. We really want that warm tube amp sound.”

Right Now, was mixed and engineered by Arun Venkatesh at Big Blue Meanie studios in Detroit. John says Arun really helped BVS with the recording process, which they did in analog and for the most part, live. “We really are a live band, so we wanted to capture that sound and analog is warm and the best way to do that.”

Some words of advice that John left us with was, “Try and always wear clean underwear. Always make music for the love of music, don’t do it for any superficial reasons.”
____________________________________________________________________ I really think Equal Vision Records got back some of that glory of their humble beginnings with this amazing band. They came through San Diego a few times, one most notably about a year after this interview and after their swan song, Terrorhawk, was released to critical acclaim. They played with Planes Mistaken for Stars (RIP) at the now fully operational Black Box Studio in San Diego, which is run by a couple of pretty awesome dudes from a local band called Hialeah. This interview wasn’t my best, and the writing was starting to show some of the burn out and fatigue I had gotten from doing 3 features a week and sometimes up to 5 interviews a week. I actually had an interview with Pete Wentz from Fall Out Boy that I never ended up using right when they got signed to Island – that was a weird experience. Something similar happened with Gerard Way of My Chemical Romance. I’ll have to go back and see if I can drudge those stories up.

BVS was amazing. Tons of heart. Lots of charisma. I wish I had done the second interview with them at the show a year later but another writer did it, while I was getting drunk with Gared and Mikey from PMFS. Priorities right? I almost had my eye torn out of my head in the drunken swaying crowd as I tripped and got cut on a stray nail from the half finished wood floor of the main tracking room at Black Box. I was really bummed out when they turned in their punk rock cards but sometimes its better to just hang it up before that inevitably bleak ending that great bands often succumb to. I sincerely hope that you’ll at least try and find Terrorhawk in a some used bin at one of the rapidly dwindling independent record stores near you. Heres a sweet video by them. Dig It!

The North Atlantic @ Black Box Theater

The North Atlantic. Wow! An amazing 5 years of knowing you guys and watching you tear it up from here to Austin. I’ll miss it. But mostly I’ll miss the three of you together. Thanks Guys!

Critical Mass San Diego

Pics from the July 27th Critical Mass.
Rough estimate of about 300-400 riders. Fixies, Multi-speeds, mountain bikes, a pretty awesome BMX crew, warriors and the usual assortment of scum and villainy (plus the drunk faction).

Flight of the Neon Birds…

At the end of 5th Street. Down Town was quite full, regular shiny shirt guys speaking ‘dood’ and females in short skirts speaking ‘like’ plus a host of San Diego Comic Con revelers, some dressed in storm trooper outfits. Every Friday night should be like this.

Corner of Park and Adams. Frame right, unseen, lurks a seriously pissed off grandma. I wonder what would happen if there was an emergency with a car, like someone had a heart attack or was squirting out a flesh turd and had to get to the hospital in a hurry during a CM ride?

Adams and 30th. Its interesting to see all the black clad goth types hanging outside Quidan and all the frat/skank types carousing outside of air conditioned on either side of the street while homeless drunks hang out in front of the liquor store and haggle for refried cigarettes…pint of whiskey was finally opened at this stop. delicious.

this one turned out to be the coolest. looks like a bunch of neon stick figures dancing on the heads of blurry bikers in the night. good visual metaphor for the evening. the route actually took me to the black box to watch the north atlantic play their last show.

Studio Time

Sunday, June 10, 2007
Worked on Mongos drums for about 2.5 hours, since he is the primadonna of the band (not really). Dan Maier, engineer extradordinaire, got some great tones but Marks new yamaha kick sounded a little flubby so we switched it out for the studio (Audio Design) DW kick. Sounded way better and more punchy. Then we traded out his snare cause it was a little reverby, even though it’s a killer live snare it wasn’t attacking as well on tape. Oh yeah, Dan had a reel of 2 inch he graciously donated to the Cabrones for our 7 song EP. Man, I forgot how amazing tape sounds from studio monitor speakers, like a wool blanket in a Denver blizzard with a raging fire and a cup of Irish Cocoa. Running through the Otari MTR 90 Tape Machine and a API 2488 Board. Fast forward a few hours and we set up the vintage Ampeg V4B (1973), pushing through a 68-69′ 8×10 cab, with a Fulltone Bass Drive for extra grit, I used my slightly moded Fender Jazz Bass. It was super gritty at first but I scaled back the drive cause we didn’t want it to sound like another guitar, which was a good thing. Bob ran through his classic set-up; a musicman 2×12, a 100 watt 80’s Marshall JMP and a Morely signal splitter, using a Gibson Faded SG for rhythm and a G&L ASAT Classic for lead(s). We started with “Learn” and ended with “Silencio” and in between we ran about 3 takes per song, with the exception of “Silencio,” yeah we nailed that in one. I punched in twice and so did Bob. Late in the night after a few beers and winding down we decided to dump the tape to digital so we could do more in post. Today it seems to be working a lot better but with all that room for mistakes we’re taking too much time redoing vocals. Leo sounds rad though. Nailed all the songs so far. We’ll have to come up with a different title for the current song. Its kind of obnoxious and doesn’t really work with the actual lyrics of the song. Hope Leandros voice holds out. more later…

So Leo was fucking blasted while trying to lay down vox for “The Searchers,” and his chorus sounded like Kurt Cobain on the nod. A Mexican Kurt Cobain on the nod. He’s got a good style though, sort of sloppy and pissed but good tone. I dig it at least. I did my vox for “The Letdown” and pulled the cajones out and blew out my chords pretty quick. I drank a lot of honey though and it seemed to get me through the rough spots. I tried to channel my inner rage and push it into the song as much as possible. We did the triple threat, “The Searchers,” “The Letdown” and “My Dear Colleagues.” Here are the lyrics I wrote in full, as Leo changed some of them to fit the songs and I’ll have to repost my revision to “The Letdown” but is on my new home computer since The Man is taking his computer back once I leave this cold cube on Friday;

The Searchers
We are the searchers.
Architects of semantic infrastructure
Coded in concrete
Not paper that’ll tear easy.
Men of our word
We commit to the betterment
Of society as a whole
Our subordinates write copy
Boilerplate mission statements
Distributed to all the right folks
And conflict resolution
Is our diplomatic mantra

Memorizing tag lines stepping deftly over razor wire
We communicate, oh we communicate
a message of fire
Shaking hands and kissing babies

My Dear Colleagues
Have you ever worked
a 60-hour week,
At a job you despise,
with every fiber of your being?
Do you ever stop to think
that you’re not alone?
Yeah, you’re not alone
We’re all crumbling
toward the same ending,
Thankless and dying

But you’re not alone man
Sister we’re with you
In the factories and fields,
toiling away
Just to get a sense
of something real

Carve out an existence
To stand tall amidst the giants
One voice to rattle the tyrants

You’re not alone
We’ll be waiting at the end
When the credits role and curtain closes
And the last whistle blows
We’ll be there
You’re not alone.