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August 2015

Huh?

Sound is a funny thing.

People think that with all the professional sound reinforcement equipment that exists these days, louder is better.

Nope.  Not how it works.

Quieter is really better.  Better on the patrons, better on the ears.  Better on the hands and body.

The truth is: Hearing is better.  Better on everyone.

On Saturday night, at the Green Lantern Lounge in Clinton Twp. Michigan, we were reminded again, just how  wonderful it is to be heard.  Wonderful on so many levels.

Arguably the greatest group of musicians that have ever existed in the modern age of Rock & Roll, The Beatles, quit playing live, for one simple reason:  They could not hear themselves.

Remember in the sixties, in rock N’ roll’s infancy, there was really not much that existed to project the sound from those bands.  Take any concert venue of the day; say, Shea Stadium in New York.  Put four tiny musicians with primitive amplifiers out in the middle of a baseball stadium, and add 55,000 screaming girls . . .   See a problem problem?  More to the point; hear a problem?

Not only could the crowd not hear the Beatles; but the Beatles could not hear themselves.  And they were standing right next to each other.

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Now I would never compare ourselves to the Beatles.  On any level.  But, the sound problems that they faced, are still the same today.  All of those logistical sound inadequacies still exist today; there is just better science to solve its’ short-comings.

Fast forward: Sound reinforcement equipment has come light-years forward in both its’ design and application.  Although the latest sate-of-the-art sound systems have both the power and the flexibility to bring music and voice to any venue, it will never take the place of any well designed stage or theater.

The acoustics of any building play the primary part in how any artist or ensemble is heard.  More than anything.

You can mask problems with equalization.

You can reach the audience with brute power.

But playing in a building designed to have the artist heard is the pinnacle of the sound hierarchy.

Well, I’m not likening The Green Lantern Lounge to Carnage Hall – but we have played there twice; and the best part of our experience was not the alcohol or even the pizza.

The best thing is simply hearing ourselves.  Sounds pretty simple, I know; but its true.

On this night, Carl and I could hear each and every note of every chorus of every song.  To an artist, that is true gold.  It really makes it a pleasure to play.

We play in so many venues of beer-halls, banquet halls and barbecues that are so difficult hear ourselves; that when some place comes along that we can actually hear ourselves, I simply needed to take pause and write about it.

Saturday was such a place; and it was glorious to us.  We were working very hard to bring people in and keep them for the evening.  We were doing our part.  So was the staff, and so were the patrons who reached out to us with their requests.

There were even some people who looked on quietly, but were listening intently.  These people were wonderful too.  Just what we need some times.

I can’t stress enough what a joy it is to simply hear.  There were actually people in a booth right in front of our speakers who could have a conversation, all the while enjoying the drinks the food, and the music.  Joy.

We had a great night; if for only that reason.  Each and every song that we played resonated with us on some level.

When you can hear, you can match pitch better, match dynamics better and match artistic intensity and artistic energy better.  It all works together, for a much better performance.

Don’t believe me?  Listen for yourself.  Click here to listen to our 3rd set of the night . . .

We had fun, we played lots of great songs and even got to sing a hearty rendition of the worlds’ most enjoyed song: Happy Birthday for Nicole!

Happy birthday Nicole; so glad you could hear it.

RB

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Fall Preview

The calendar might say August 27th, but the thermometer says fall is coming.  Not to worry; there is still more summer-like weather on the way.  (We hope!)

On this August night however, fall was here to visit; if only for a day or two.  Good thing, as      we aren’t willing to give in, just yet.

On a rare Thursday night appearance, Carl and I set up at Bumper’s Landing around five O’clock for the evening ahead.  A night primarily hoping to raise funds for the Special Olympics through an exciting Jack-Of-Hearts raffle.

We started singing at six, to a great group of hearty boaters who just happened to be willing to brave the elements, (including our music), while sampling some of Bumpers’ best adult beverages.

It was cool.  In the high sixties.  But the music was warming people up.  Halfway into the first set, the birthday boy arrived!

Well, it was Sam’s birthday. (who knew?)

Actually, there was a great group of people who were there to celebrate Sam getting older.  We sang, they enjoyed.  It was a good night for everyone out on the landing.

DJ Jimmy and his parents helped us decide what the crowd wanted to hear; and we did our very best to satisfy them.

Boaters love Jimmy Buffett music, or course.  And Kenny Chesney, etc.  But we really never imagined the reception that country music got when we played it for them.  They loved it!

On this night, it was no exception, as we fielded plenty of requests for country music of every ilk.

As night descended on the water, the birthday party was in full flight.  The lights were out and as boaters began to head out, we played our last song.

Everyone left happy; filled with food, drink and music.  And, hopefully heeding the calendars’ warning. . .

Summer is nearly gone.  Let it fall.

Rb

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Building A Better Pizza

It takes more than sauce, cheese and dough to build a great pizza.  Much more.

It takes good people.  Dedicated, hard-working and thoughtful people.

It takes the kind of people that own and run The Green Lantern Pizzeria, in Clinton Township, Michigan.

On Saturday, August 22, we had the opportunity to entertain the happy customers at the Fraser, lantern.  As 8:30 approached, the establishment was filled with diners; enjoying their favorite pizza pies.  It was our job to persuade them to stay, have some drinks and enjoy the music.

Carl and I had played there a few times before; always to a great reception.  Now, months later, they switched up the music location.  Previously, we had entertained in the big dining room.  However, on this night, we have been moved to the lounge area.

I will say this: the lunge area is perfect for us.  The acoustics were wonderful.  It nearly made us sound good!

The good people at the Lantern are doing all that they can to establish entertainment for their many customers.

It has been all summer now that they have had some of the best bands and artists in the city entertaining at this location.  They want their restaurant to be a “destination“, not merely a location.  We are confident that it will happen over time.

On this night, for instance, the setting was perfect for a great evening to be had by anyone and everyone.  The weather was picture perfect for doing just about anything that you wanted to do.

The problem with that was . . .  most people didn’t want to be inside doing it.  It was slow.  Knowing that summer was coming to an end was on most people’s minds; and it showed.

As the weather gets colder and darker, customers will come inside to be part of the great entertainment that is offered at this local.

As it was, we did meet some very nice, warm people on Saturday night.  An entire table that stayed for hours and enjoyed nearly every song we played.  That was very rewarding, to say the least.

The staff is always to friendly and kind; none better anywhere.  We hope that the next opportunity for us to entertain at the Green Lantern will be even more popular with the customers than the ever.

To build a great pizza, it takes a lot of things to be done right.  To build an pizza franchise, it takes even more ingredients added, over time.  The Green Lantern is on its’ way.  Carl and I are proud to be a part of the journey.

See you on Saturday!

Rb

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Old Friends

   

Old Friends . . .

         “Time it was and what a time it was, it was
A time of innocence, a time of confidence”

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Some things seem never to change. They fit together like one of life’s familiar puzzles; all the pieces in the right order. And when it is ever put back together; it creates that wonderful harmony that results in a something that can withstand being taken apart, only to be truly classic in its reconnection.

So it was last Friday night that the Three Blind Mice Irish Pub in Mt. Clemens, Michigan.

After playing our first set, the doors opened, and in walked some of our oldest, most talented musical friends from the past: Wayne Baraks and Adam Allen. Two of the finest musicians that the Metro-Detroit area has ever produced. (And, that is saying a lot!)

Adam and Wayne go way back with us. Wayne, since he began playing with Adam, after his amazing stint with Rare Earth; and Adam, since the seventies when we ruled the stages of Algonac with Sanctuary.

Adam is without question, the most talented guitar player that we have ever had the privilege to hear. He can play any style of music. He can sing, and knows nearly any song that can be mentioned. (since he has probably either player it or taught it at one time or another).

Adam even toured with one of the legendary bands of the rock & roll musical pantheon; Badfinger. We pretty much grew up together, and have kept in touch over the last forty years. Not too many artists can or are still doing what he has done; and for that, we are still in awe.

With Adam and Wayne in the house, we thought that maybe we could get them up to entertain. (even after they had already played their own gig that evening). As luck would have it, they agreed.

They played a wonderful set, acoustically, with both Adam and Wayne taking turns at the mic.

Listening to such great music, it was only a matter of time before I joining in, singing back-up vocals.

After finishing their set, Carl replaced Wayne, and we were jamming again before you knew it!

 Listen in on the last set of the night, when
Adam and wayne sat in and brought the house down!

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It was a great evening. We got to spend some time getting to know Adam and Wayne’s find Bobbie, who took several pictures of the “happening” (That’s what they used to call those spontaneous musical events back in the sixties!)

There was even one incredibly fun couple there who offered suggestion after suggestion on what we should play. Great suggestions, all! Great fun!

It was a very memorable night for us; for the patrons and hopefully for Adam and Wayne. We wish them well. We hope that you check them out in concert, and most of all, we hope to see them again soon!

There are a reason that we fit together so well musically . . . most of our pieces have been etched over the long process of time. The music might be considered old by today’s standards; but there is no doubt that the music is classic.

Classic music, old friends.

Rb

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A Perfect Landing

As well as Friday night went at Bumper’s Landing in Harrison Township; Saturday was even better.

It seems as though Carl and I began right where we had left off Friday night before the storm. ( . . . the storm that never really was).

Saturday was every bit as beautiful as the brochures had promised, with blue skies and blue water, as far as the eye could see.  (If, you could get your eyes past the bevy of bikini-clad beauties that populated this bar)!

We couldn’t.  Beauties as far as the eyes could see.

And friends, and family and fun, fun, fun!  We were truly having a blast on the river.  The crowd loved it.  The management appreciated it, and word circulated back to us that even Paul, the owner was having a great time.

All that was left was for us to pick the right songs at the right time.  We could do that.  And, we did.

At about nine, as the sun finally went down; the water was busting with those river-monsters coming in hungry for the evening’s catch.  They filled all twenty one boat slips, and clamored for more.  Our job was to give them something to listen to, even if they were still vying for harbor.

We seemed to play everything that the boaters wanted to hear, one way or another.  If there was something we couldn’t, DJ Jimmy could.

At was a magical night on the river for us.  So many smiling faces.  So many wonderful, happy people.  A hard working staff, a happy owner; and no storms in sight.  What more could we ask for?

It was a perfect night on Bumper’s Landing, for sure.  Be sure to save the next date that we are scheduled there.  Thursday, August 27th at 6:00 Pm.

‘Til then, keep following the sunset.  We’ll be ready with a song when you finally dock.

 

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Rb

Bumper’s Landing

It began as a cell phone call a month ago, when a fellow named Jim contacted me on the fourth of July, on our way back from our independence day celebration gig.

He said that he had heard Carl and I play at the Three Blind Mice, and wondered if we would be interested in playing at his club.

So the date was set, and so was the die, so to speak.  The club was a place called Bumper’s Landing.  It used to be the Mariner’s Boat Club in years gone by; but now sports the name, Bumper’s.  Jim turned out to be, DJ Jimmy, the person who coordinated all the entertaining at the club.  He was filling up some summer dates, and though that we would be a good fit.  It was up to us to prove him right or wrong.

We arrived at four thirty at Bumper’s Landing, in Harrison Township.

One thing that we noticed right from the beginning, was how friendly everyone there is.  Always a welcome trait in our business.  We greatly appreciate the kindness of other employees; since we are all working together to serve the customer in one aspect or the other.  The entire staff at Bumper’s treated us well; even before we played a note.

We set up right on the river, in a kind of gazebo or sun-shield.  From our vantage point, we could see everything that goes on there.  And, we quickly found out that there was a lot that actually goes on there.

Fun Fact:  Carl and I learned long long ago that there are certain groups of people that like to party, and are good at it.  Several, in fact.  But nobody parties like boaters.  Nobody!

They drink, they talk, they drink, they dance, they drink, they navigate.  They drink; and some of them even walk the plank if need be.  They do it on the water, in the sun, in the rain the wind the snow, I bet.  They are there to have a good time; and, have a good time, they do!

Friday night at six bells was when we officially began our weekend entertaining.  We began cautiously and mellow, for the most part.  Our first set was very solid and what we considered easy-going.  It was a new venue; and we didn’t want to scare away anyone, before we even got going.  However even before  we could begin our second set, the dark clouds began to roll our way.  Weather reports became more ominous as the winds began to howl.

In a flash things turned really ugly.  (No, not just the music . .. ).  So a determination was made to bring the party inside to relative safety.  With the help of some great people, (DJ Jimmy, Mike and Nicole), we were inside and playing again in literally moments.  How great was that?  Without their help, we would blown out to the bay, or worse.  End of story.

Once inside, we finished the evening to a packed house of revelers, dancing and partying the night away.  Storm or no storm, these people had a great time.

Sometime during the night, DJ Jimmy informed us that the band they had scheduled to play Saturday night, had cancelled.  He asked if we would be interested in playing Saturday as well.  We were delighted to have the opportunity to entertain again.  We liked the club, they liked us, and we would be helping them out as well.

Friday night ending with many smiling, contented faces.  Even after listening to Carl and I for five hours.  Who knew?

 

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Rb

Summertime, Summertime!

Yes, its summer, and what a summer it has been.

It began a bit cool, but has warmed up nicely into as perfect a summer as anyone can remember.  All we needed to do at this point was to steer things in the right direction, with our music.  Got it!

Summer allows us the musical freedom that we sometimes don’t get in other seasons of the year.  Summer is more laid-back; more reeeee-laxing.

To paraphrase Gershwin – “Summer time  . . . . . an the living’ is easy!

With the advent of summer, comes a myriad of musical memories, all stored and ready to be re-awakened; all it takes is one musical line or melody, and all of those memories come flooding back.

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Memories of relaxing on the beach with friends; exploring the scenic bounty of our country, or cruising with your best girl.

All of those forgotten thoughts and feelings, once lost, can be re-ignited by simply hearing the music that was imprinted on them when created.  Funny how that works.  How a song, or a smell or a sight can tap into feelings in a way that goes beyond conscious thought.  Almost primal in the responses that they mine.

This summer, for us, has brought back many memories, already.  Memories of playing many wonderful shows over the years.  Picnics, weddings, gatherings and events.  Wonderful memories that we have created, playing and giving of our youth, in the service of song.

Though we have enjoyed the re-telling of each musical recollection, we have also been making some fresh, new ones this summer, as well as re-connecting with some old friends.

We have played at the Three Bind Mice, the Shelby Art Fair and various camp fires and back yards throughout the state.

Join us on the last phase of our summer celebration.

There is still plenty of time to make memories we will be sharing for summers to come.  Why not join us?

Rb

 

 

Art In Shelby

Summertime in Shelby would not be summer without the annual Shelby Art Fair.  It is the annual celebration, fund-raiser and salute to the arts, that has been held for so many years now.

I believe that the last time we played the art fair was a few years ago, as strolling musicians.  We walked the sidewalks and grounds, singing and playing for two afternoons in the sun.  It is a great way to play, but very difficult.  No sound reinforcement; no sitting or relaxing, and no help from the stage or setting.  We just walked and played, for a three hours at a time.

This year, we were playing the big stage.

We played both Saturday and Sunday on the big stage under the main pavilion. As part of the many musical acts to entertain the strolling art patrons and exhibitioners.

Sandwiched between two acts on Saturday, we played acoustically to lots contented patrons of art and crafts.

Before us was a very, very talented group called Rick & Dayna, with the special musical talents of Marshall, on the mic.  What a great band they were!  We enjoyed each and every song that they played.  Great variety, great musicianship and great people.

After us, another very talented band wowed everyone at the fair – The Square Pegz Band.  An 80’s tribute band.  Lots of people, lots of talents, lots of girls in the band!

We thought that it would be the perfect compliment to the 80’s rock and pop/nostalgia sounds of those other bands, by playing acoustically.

We really enjoy getting the chance to play other music in our repertoire on occasion.  And, this is just one such occasion.

People meandering throughout the fair grounds, drinking in the art all around them.  Sunshine and blues skies, happy, relaxing tunes on a summer day.  Nothing better in the entire world.  Just being with the person that your really care about, and you are all set!

Sunday was just as magical, if even more so.  We were a bit more settled and relaxed, as we didn’t have three bands coming and or going around us as we performed.

All in all, it was one of the most enjoyable, summer shows we have played in the past; with this year being no exception.

So great to see and meet the many people that enjoyed the show.  The people from the park were very happy with us; and already invited us back for next year.

We are already looking forward to it.

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Rb

BOB AND CARL