Thursday night at the Rhummie: Ms. Cheryl Arena! Everbody’s favorite reed-busting vocalist and harpist. Get there early to help her unload her tractor trailer of 100 pound amplifiers. My back is killing me! With Mike DiBari, fabulous guitar wrist of Madhouse fame, and Ipsquitch pacemaker, Mr. Kurt Calker. 830 to1130.
40 Railroad Avenue
Gloucester, MA 01930
(978) 283-9732
Ms. Cheryl Arena returns to the Rhumb Line with her disgraceful vagabonds to drop the sword of Damocles on your head. With Mr. Pete “Moss” Henderson on catarrh (and vocals) and red hot drummbler Mr. Forrest “Tucker” Padgett. Fresh out of surgery where we all got our eustachian tubes tied, the night promises to be an open sore on the closed minds of the infidels of the Blooze.Don’t miss it! 830 to 1130.
First, a shout out for Skip Hart, everybody’s favorite music fan. Got so used to seeing him every Thursday. Always an incisive comment and a double-dare to “go look it up”. I’m sorely going to miss him trundling through the door every week and throwing my own weight back in my face! RIP, Skip, we’ll all miss you.
And if you’re not tired of me yet, come wail with Ms. Cheryl Arena this Thursday at the Rhumb Line, where men are men and…well, skip it. Ms. C is a huge draw around here and I’m looking forward to stub my toe on her gargantuan amplifier.
She sings, she plays a divine harmonica and she’s bringing my favorite buffalo Bill lookalike: Mr. Pete Henderson to play quick draw guitar. Also on the bill is Mr. Forrest “Frosty” Padgett, who just had surgery to remove a hip bone connected to the thigh bone. Once I stop laughing and sneezing, it’s gonna be just like fun!
40 Railroad Avenue
Gloucester, MA 01930
(978) 283-9732
This Thursday put those pain pills away and hobble on down to the Rhumb Line for some wholesome entertainment! I’ve got Ms. Danielle Miraglia on tap and it’s gonna be a corker. She drove the place wild last time! She sings like an angel, plays gootar,too.
Mr. Blob Enik sits down to put you in his guitar sights. Mr. Chris Anzalonedrums and Ms Cheryl Arena, who was just here a month ago, is comin’ with her harps and voice!
drums and Ms Cheryl Arena, who was just here a month ago, is comin’ with her harps and voice!
40 Railroad Avenue
Gloucester, MA 01930
(978) 283-9732
Thursday night Ms. Cheryl Arena returns to Fred’s Coliseum in force! Yes, that lovable gal with the nasty harmonica and the big voice is ready to chase you back to whatever evil rock you’ve been lying under.
And, oops, I forgot to write down who the guitar player is, but rest assured you won’t be disappointed. Forrest “Forrest” Padgett will be the heartbeat du jour. My buddy Paul F’oss will be arriving by sled dog from the hinterlands of Bangor ME to tickle the ivories, and I’ll be on base with two men out.
40 Railroad Avenue
Gloucester, MA 01930
(978) 283-9732
We all want to feel good. Â “So why do we love the Blues?” you ask. Â As it turns out, music in general — and sad songs in particular — help us feel better. Â Really. Â Here are 4 scientific studies on the subject: Science Alert, PLOS, NAI, University of Chicago.
Tomorrow (Saturday) night you have 4 good reasons to feel better … and all 4 are right down the road at Beverly’s intimate, acoustically stellar Larcom Theatre:
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.
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!
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!