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Thursday October 29 was the first in a series of BSWPA jam nights that will be hosted on or around the last Thursday of each month.
The Jimmy Adler Band provided the house talent for this first event.
And the jammers were quite talented as well:
The lovely “Katie Simone” came dressed as a black cat complete with a squeaky mouse for dinner.
Belting out tunes like: ”Can I Change My Mind” and “I'd Rather Go Blind.” She had the audience in her claws. Meow.
Sam Blancato arrived and proceeded to dish out some tasty 1940's era harp'n blues.
This is quite a treat to hear roots music that was closer to …..well…….The Roots!
Playing together with Jimmy Adler, the two make quite a team.
The Rich Harper Band (who just returned from playing a tour in taiwan) stopped in and played almost a whole set.
A Smoke'n Blues power trio doing Clapton and some great original works as well.
Mike Sweeny was on hand to play bass on some songs that he had written for various bands.
Jimmy Adler was more than happy to dish those red hot blues numbers out.
The ever elusive Phil the Knight was there churning out some shred-alicious blues with lightning fast riffs.
He came cleverly disguised as a normal person and went unrecognized until he let us in on the ruse.
Phil proceeded to put his wicked ”Gary Moore on speed” style spin on some jam tunes and some classics.
Just ripping it up! – Phil is a total shredder!
Noticing that it was getting late and that he was getting tired, Max Woodall devised a devilish plot!
An attempt to scare the dickens out of the audience so they would flee and he could go home early.
He turned to me and said: 'Jim….you have to sing one!' Being tired myself from a long day I saw right through his little ploy.
I thought to myself – 'I know what you're up too!' So I proceeded to try and torture the audience with a rendition of “Messing with the Kid” and then “Big Toe” by Albert Castigulia. Well that didn't scare them off. I don't know why. I sound like Myron Cope caught in a paper shredder
'Tis the season, so I called out 'Werewolves of London'. I thought that would do it. I must be losing my touch because some of those little masochists actually liked it.
Ugh!

