Thursday - Dave Sag’s Blues Party with Evan Goodrow ~ 8-11
Tag Archives: Evan Goodrow
Let’s welcome back Mr. Evan Goodreau! One of the best crowd pleasers I know, Big E has just returned from the Bronx where he came in first place in the Annual Homie car-stripping contest, making mincemeat out of a brand new BMW in seconds flat. Be careful: he can do it to your brain, too. Evan never fails to get the pot boiling quickly, so come early.
Forest Lawn Productions is proud to present Mr. Evan Goodreau, gootarist, and gargly vocalist to our massive stage this week, as the Dave Sag birthday bash draws to a close. Evan is our certain crowd-pleaser and resident chick magnet. His sinewy style is sure to make your wig flip. Dancing is inevitable. As is great wailing and gnashing of dentures.
Backing Mr.G will be our own Irish Ace of Pace, Mr. Benny Benson on the friolators, with myself on the bass. Gonna be a sweaty night, bring your own Snapjax and Wildroot®.
Benny Benson’s Headshaft photo facebook
And Monday, once again from 1 to 3 at the Rose Baker Senior Center, the mighty Good Old Salty Jazz Band holds court, playing your favorite songs from the 12th century. You really ought put those Keno cards down and czech this out.
Again, thank you-all for your continued support; we’d be nothing without you. Any friends who want to receive my weakly missive should be corralled my way. I’m always looking for fresh meat. Don’t forget: our new Fred-approved winter hours are 8 to 11 pm.
From Dave Sag-
Live! At the Rhumb Line, this week only, something new and different: “modern” blues. Ha-Ha-Ha. Actually, I would like to introduce you-all to Mr. Evan Goudreau, young lion, glitarist, and big man on the hippocampus these days. He’s been around and plays all over the east coast, singin’ and playin’ his way to electronic stardom. He’s all over the place on the web; czech him out!
Also joining us for the first time is Andrew Jones, on drummbs. First heard him playing with Mark Earley, so you know he’s gotta be good. Of course, Greg T. will be there with his hat and smokin’ catarrh, and myself, as well. Doo come.