Our chronically underfunded musical re-education program proudly presents the return of Ms. Cheryl Arena, citizen, harpist, and vogellizing ringmaster of the third degree. I let her pick her herd of thundering magicians and it’s always a blast. So, Thursday night, her orange-jumpsuited crew consists of Mr. Pete Henderson, encyclopedic amazo, on, yes, the catarrh and vocals, Mr. Forrest “Frosty” Padgett, on the eggbeaters, and me, on the blunt instrument. Ask your veterinarian if The Blues Bash is right for you. Do not dance to excess as the miracle ingredients can cause mirth defects in your unborn notions.
40 Railroad Avenue
Gloucester, MA 01930
It’s a pleasure to have back that rascal of the blues: Ms. Cheryl Arena. A great vocalist and harpist, she’s sure to have you shakin’ your tootsies all over the dance floor. We weren’t sure she was gonna make it, since she accidentally overdosed on Polish Fly last week and nearly broke her arm bowling. However, rest assured, all is well in bloozeland and we got the band to prove it. She’s bringing along Pete Henderson on guitar. Pete’s a real treasure and hasn’t been here in a long time. He’s killer! Forrest Padgett handles eggbeater duties, and I, Salmon Dave Sag provide cosmic relief.
And Friday night I’ll be down to Guiseppe’s eating pizza with Orville Giddings and who knows who else. But I think Marque Earley and Steve Chaggaris are the great unknowns. We’re gonna have a 120 volt contest, see who can last the longest. Free sparring partner for any of you over the age of 50! Seeya there!
40 Railroad Ave
Another fun week ahead, so fasten your seat belt, and let’s get goin’!
This Thursday at the Rhumb Line, Ms. Cheryl Arena, the Bachelorette of the Blues, has got you in her sights as she rampages thru the North Shore in search of big game. You are the target. She has a new CD out and it’s a rip-snorter. She sings, she blows harp, and she’ll have you quaking and spazzing out on the dance floor with her artery-clogging renditions of hoary chestnuts and and old time favorites. She’ll be bringing along a real lightning bolt of a guitarist in the mild-mannered form of Mr. Mike DiBari. He’ll put a wedgie in your mental Spanx®!! Mr. Ephraim Lowell, late of Roomful O’ Blooze, will be in the drummer’s electric chair, flailing against the current. I will be the basest. It’s gonna be shocking!