This Thursday we welcome back At The Rhumb Line ~ Justin Quinn and his entire aggravation. Harmonica pneumaticist, vogellist, and mohel Sam non-pareil, he’s the koolest kat that is what am. Behind him, cutting a neat figure will be a new guy: Mr. Joey Pappas, on glutar. Friend of JQ, he’s the bees’ knees. Jon Ross, former henchman of such luminaries as James Cotton and Duke R. will be bangin’ the skins. Of course Greg T. and myself provide the Habeus Corpus. Roomer has it that several sit-ins and spit-ups will be coming by to interrupt the flow. Gonna be a great nite! Don’t look for premiums as the cost of our medications prohibit the use of them. And Saturday nite, c’mon down to the “Annie”, aka the performance space at the Blackburn Bldg. Henry Allen gargling his way thru the Great American Schlongbook, as interpreted by the Good Ol’ Salty Jazz Band. We’ve been working hard to make this a night to dismember. Apparently it’s a benefit for the space itself, well worth your time. Tix are $20 and includes a sickness bag. Starts at 8, goes to 11. A great time for all!
At The Dog Bar ~ Bradley Royds will be opening for Just Like Newman.
Photo by Louise
Good Morning Gloucester 