A Different Kind of Rock Show

The first and last time I went to Carderock to rock climb, I was sixteen. It was a cold and grey December day, and my boyfriend and his friends wanted to teach me the ropes. ( ha ha) I was halfway up the cliff when I learned that clinging to unforgiving stone by my fingernails was not my idea of fun. Still it's a beautiful and a wonderful place. Yesterday was particularly spectacular with the temperature around 70 under a cloudless sky.

Hard to believe the city is only fifteen minutes down the road, and suburbia sprawls all around here, but  Carderock provides a perfect little Spring break and a chance to come eye to eye with a frog a world away from DC's chattering talking heads.

Farewell Earl Scruggs 1924-2012

I am not sure how it happened or when it happened, but Washington DC is known as the 'bluegrass capitol of the world." It might be because World War Two brought a lot of people out of the mountains to the city for work. Or it might be the DC based Bluegrass bands like Buzz Busby and the Bayou Boys or the Seldom Scene. WAMU used to be mostly a bluegrass radio station until all the talking heads took over. At any rate bluegrass music owes a lot of its popularity to a man we have to say good bye to now-Earl Scruggs. His unique syncopated picking style made him the rock star of the banjo, and the theme of the Beverly Hillbillies helped put bluegrass on the national map in 1962.   He protested Vietnam and played his Grammy winning song "Foggy Mountain Breakdown" at an anti-war rally in DC in 1969. And he continued playing almost all his life. Thank you, Mr Scruggs, for making your music something everyone can get a kick out of- bluegrass fans or not- we salute you.

Sunday Sometimes Rocks

The Quarry House is a throw back to other times. Other times for me were long ago when my friends used to meet up there and go play pool across the street. Or play pool and meet there after for a pitcher and a burger. Or both. Very little has changed underground in the past twenty years...and probably little has changed since the Quarry House opened in the 1940s except for the massive beer and bourbon list (which still includes the unchanged PBR) and ...the music.

This Sunday take the kids and the earplugs and check out three bands on Daylight Savings time. Yes, it's a rare rockin' matinee at the Quarry starting at 2 p.m. with Dear Season, Sister Ex and 7 Door Sedan- all familiar faces from the chronicles of DC Rocks. All ages- $5. Cheap enough to spring for tater tots, too.

Mardi Gras Redux or Are You WIlling to Give Up Lent for Lent?

The people of Eastport have their own way of doing things, and just because it's the middle of Lent and Mardi Gras is long over, they are willing to ignore all of that for the sake of The Party. Not the Democratic nor the Republican- just the good ole throw beer on the floor and whoop it up kind of a party with Little Red and The Renegades providing the music with a little help from Alan MacEwan and Chris Watling of the Grandsons.


This Saturday night it's a dance - it's a dinner, it's a fun time, and all the proceeds benefit musicians. Food, drink and music for $25- a great bargain and then some.
Doors at 7. Party rolls at 8.

Wacky Weather We're Having Lately

The Weathervanes opened for the Chinese sensation Shanren the other night at IOTA which turned out to be a study in contrast between a band from half way around the world and a band steeped in Americana from good ole D.C.  If you missed this remarkable show, you can still check out The Weathervanes this Friday night as Black Cat showcases a night full of local talent. Seth Brown, drummer for The Weathervanes, gives us the low down:


"Brightest Young Things have listed this show as "a show you should blow your money on," and that's meaningful considering these harsh economic times. ironically, we're neither bright nor are we considerably young, but we'll take it. We'll be joined by up-and-coming Indie Folkers Orchard Wall, legendary band- The Reserves (who I'll also be playing drums with that night), and Whiskey Parade the shiny and new project spawned from two great bands, Scythian and No Second Troy."


Three bands only $10. That's still only $3 and change per band. 9 p.m.

CHINA/ U.S. RELATIONS SOLVED

Last night an international incident occurred at IOTA, and every musician worth their salt,  everyone that considers themselves to be a music fan needs to GO TO IOTA TONIGHT to see what promises to be another unforgettable performance by Shanren- a musical phenomenon from Mainland China on their first American tour.

This is not a drill, guys- this is the real thing.

DC ROCKS does not usually cover topics beyond the confines of our own Metropolitan area, but Shanren's  talent and sheer determination changed their lives, and all you have to do is get in your car or on the Metro to see and hear the joy that years of hard work can produce. If you don't believe me- here's what National Geographic has to say.

Their music is a fusion of modern rock and traditional roots- hard to describe and even harder to turn away from to get a beer. Make the exception and go out on a Monday.  See a band that came over 12,000 miles to perform for you, and see why it was worth it.

Opening for Shanren- The Weathervanes-a cool and capable DC band with American roots definitely showing.

$15 - a bargain in any currency.

You Don't Have To Play Ball on St Pat's Day To Win

St Patrick's Day can be a rough night for music lovers what with amateur bar flies clogging up the roads and bars, but this Saturday you can see a great show- "The First Ever Good Sports Music Fest"-  and be home before your corned beef and cabbage of cool off for supper.

Good Sports is all about raising money to send kids to college that might not otherwise have a chance to go- not because of lack of brains or drive, but because of lack that necessary evil- the almighty dollar.

That same dollar will go a long way Saturday afternoon at the Jammin' Java when three bands hit the stage for the Good Sports benefit including local favorites The Rhodes Tavern Troubadours and Scott Ramminger and the Crawstickers - which will be chock full of talent on this gig with the likes of Dave Chapell, Tommy Lepson, and Pete Ragusa-plus possible guest stars. Noon until 4 p.m.
Tickets just $15. That's $15 bucks for 3 bands, a good cause and four hours of music!

Massive Local Rock Show Friday

 I asked Tony Blankenship for his take on all the bands sharing the bill with him at the Black Cat this Friday, and he did such a good job that I have to thank him for doing all my work.  I think I'll just mosey outside and ponder the encroaching daffodils while he tells you what's going on:


Nunchucks take classic guitar rock and mesh it with the pop-sensibility of modern indie rock. They've been referred to as "Shred-pop", which is just as awesome as the name implies. Seeing these guys reminds me of when I was in high-school and going to rock concerts felt like being in another world. I was excited by the whole experience, and everything that happened on stage had a certain magic to it. Their guitar player kills me every time I see him.

Maple has this late 70s meets 90s rock thing going on. Kind of like the guys from Queens of The Stone Age playing Cheap Trick songs. It's a sight to be seen: rocking vocal harmonies, dueling guitars, mid-song tempo change, and nothing seems out of place or off. They've been together for a long time. The chemistry these guys have on stage is a beautiful thing.

Cane & the Sticks have this really intense dynamic. A song can go from vicious, jagged, rock n roll savagery to a place where really sweet melodic guitar lines and female vocals in harmony lure you in. Their music is passionate: it's primordial, it's psychedelic, and it's anything but safe. I shared a bill with them last year at Fort Reno, and they blew my mind.

The Courtesans summon the ghosts of late 60s garage rock and early 80s power pop. We want to conjure a force of evil known to man as "the pop song." The material is catchy, without apology. The bass is very present and melodic with leanings towards New Order. (Tony didn't mention it, but I hear a little Vampire Weekend thrown in there, too.) 


This show is all ages, and seems to me, all decades are pretty much covered. That's five decades of musical influences for just $10!

Field Trip on Friday

There's a scene happening out in the middle of Nowhere somewhat created by our friend Ben Pagac who relentlessly haunts the disappearing dance floors of the DC area. Surf Club is gone now, and Blob's Park still exists only by a stay of execution. Read Ben's piece on Blob's which will give you an idea of its history. It's a tavern worth seeing and definitely in the category of places that will one day be gone.

As far as what, who and when- it's a rocking dance party with two over the top bands Arty Hill and King Soul this Friday night.

The barrel starts rolling round 8 p.m. Music all night. $12 cover.

And Not So Far Afield

You can't go wrong with this little club. IOTA has expanded their band space as well as their beer taps. And if you've never been, The Grandsons are a fun band which will welcome you to the party.
Two bands actually...and only $12.

Don't Drop Everything Just Drop Electric

Drop Electric will bring their unexplainable but groovy sound to the Black Cat Saturday night along with Teen Mom, Mittenfields and Sam Cooper and the Sleepwalkers. ( Is it me or are there more band names than there are words in the English language?)

If you can't get to the show, be sure to check out his Drop Electric's band site for mesmerizing videos.

Bind Your Eyes with Trembling Mermaids

It's been a while since Ginger Baker, Jack Bruce and Eric Clapton gave us the sound that only a band named Cream could deliver. I was fourteen when I first discovered the "Tales of Brave Ulysses" mural painted on an inner wall of a hen house, but that's another story.

Ten odd years later, after the band broke up,  I remember sitting on the floor of a party somewhere in the wilds of College Park listening to "Disraeli Gears" while guys spoke in rapturous tones about the meaning of the songs and the guitar solos, and all that stuff men love to dissect.

Even now- type the word "cream" into the Google image search box, and three pictures of the band crop up before there's one of a dairy product. The guys in Gigahertz understand all this, and they not only bring the music of those times back, but sometimes offer originals which can be a seamless fit. Come see them this Friday in DC's very cool new venue- The Hamilton. Unlike most places DC ROCKS covers, this joint is not a dive.  It's not even a joint.  I would have to call it a performance space with the night club downstairs and a very uptown dining room plus more bars upstairs all contained within the walls of what was the grand old Garfinkle's Department Store on 14th and F NW.

Opening band- The Yachtsmen, the closest Mark Noone (former Slickee Boy) can get to playing rock originals on Gilligan's Island, has got to be seen to be believed.

All this for a rock bottom cover of $5 at the door.
Show starts at 8:30 p.m.

The Vi-Kings: Always a Party Waiting to Happen

Rock the Roots with Elikeh Saturday

DC ROCKS Brings DC BRAU to New Orleans

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Get your Folk On Sunday...

Marian Fahey, a self described psychedelic-folk DC songstress, will be playing DC9 on Sunday February 12th with Welsh singer-songwriter Cate Le Bon.  Sounds like a very mellow way to end the weekend and or ponder Lincoln's birthday....
8 p.m.

DC ROCKS is at a loss as to how to describe this event so we will leave it up to the original scribe's description:




 "... a night founded by Brooklynite/former bassist of These Are Powers and Liars, Pat Noecker, comes to town featuring a Sasha-Lord-assembled cast of local greats from NPR, Fugazi and more. The players will assemble on the floor in a circle, each seamlessly exchanging 3-5 minute micro jams. Live video projection Robin Bell will flood the circle with eye candy as the sonic vignettes roll out over two 30 minute sets. A 10 minute improvised group piece will top it off to be followed by a sure to be blistering set from Pittsburgh beat busters, Expensive Shit, side band of Paul Q from !!!"



Comet Ping Pong is an interesting place: you can play ping pong while waiting for your dinner, and this sounds like a really interesting night, but be forewarned the sound there is often earplug worthy with or without the "blistering" caveat..

Three Out of Four Troubadours Cross Over

DC is a relatively small town with a big music scene...a big fat incestuous music scene as far as bands go.
This Friday see what I mean at IOTA when The Rhodes Tavern Troubadours open for King Soul, and don't be surprised if you see three of those Troubadours in soul suits later on in the night.
It's just a DC party kind of thing with good music all around.

Always Something To Do- Even On a Monday

Route One: A Travelogue of Sorts

Driving down Route One from College Park to the District is not the most scenic of journeys.
The landscape mostly consists of suburban sprawl- even when you cross into the city. Not much changes except for the names of the road, but there are places to fortify your soul for this journey.

Anyone who attended the University of Maryland since 1950 may or may not remember wandering into the lounge side of Town Hall Liquors.  Here Route One is Baltimore Avenue, and last week brought me back to this place- now an outstanding landmark for me because all of the other watering holes I knew-the Varsity Grill, Italian Gardens and even the Rendezvous are gone.

Town Hall has a slightly scary feel from the outside, but the inside remains virtually unchanged since visits during my college career in the late 1970s. Dead animal heads and aquatic type trophies still decorate the walls. The booths look original as does the vomit proof concrete floor. It can basically be described as a drinking bunker with pool and pinball.  And prices couldn't be more reasonable with or without happy hour specials. (One hand written poster proclaimed: Knob Creek $3 on Wednesdays!) There is no way to further describe this place without resorting towards ugly, but it's a mooring to the past where you can dock yourself at the bar and hoist one to the Terrapin.

A little less than three miles down the road, Franklin's Brewery and General Store in Hyattsville is now a favorite for those in need of fresh beer and decent grub. With one foot in the past, the building dates back to the 1890s, but slightly ahead of its time, Franklin's began producing its own beer and good food in 2002.  The recipes are a success. Happy hour is every day from 4-6, but towards the week's end, evenings are generally PACKED with very happy patrons- families and students alike. Although the beer menu changes according to what's being brewed-the quality does not.

If you have a driver, from Franklin's you have to jog back north just a bit on Route One to the first right which gets you onto Route One Alternate South or Bladensburg Road. ( I told you you'd need a driver now.) Our next stop- again only about 3 miles- is DC Brau  one of only two breweries located within the confines of the District of Columbia. This is not a pub, but the brewery is open for tours, tastings and growler fillings most Saturdays usually from 1-4. It's a bit hard to find- but their website shows the secret passage to get you behind the post office. The beer is DC centric- owned by DC guys with DC pride- and it's a dang good potation on top of all that.

Support the Avalon and Contribute to the Delinquency of Minors (In a Good Way)

Time Travel With Vi-Kings

Symbiosis Rocks

Local musicians will be the first to tell you that their job descriptions generally do not include benefits beyond a free meal or beer now and then which is partly why DC ROCKS exists. Musicians write me, I write about them, and like lichens, we try to keep each other alive.  
But musicians are generally generous souls, and often play benefits or events which can be incredibly reasonable. For example this Friday Lethal Peanut will put aside part of the proceeds of their CD release party at the Rock and Roll Hotel to support DC's own Duke Ellington School of the Arts. Tickets are just $10 for 3 bands.  You get music all night; they get the money and share it with a place that produces musicians.  I could go on, but I think you get the picture.
Doors at 8.

This Thursday Check Out Something New

January's Not So Bad

In January it's so nice
while slipping on the sliding ice
to sip hot chicken soup with rice.
Sipping once, sipping twice
sipping chicken soup with rice.

That's the world according to Maurice Sendak, but here in DC our version might read something more like this:

In January it's bizarre
to still have collards in the yard
and not an inch of snow so far.
Collards once, collards twice
Go see music in a bar.

This Saturday The Vi-Kings will light up the Quarry House in deepest darkest underground Silver Spring where there is no weather to speak of. A bomb could go off while you are down there, and you wouldn't be the wiser what with the yacking of all the people; and you probably won't care once you see the extensive bourbon list. Oh, and then there's the crunching of deep fried pickles and/or tater tots. (This place is not for the feint of heart.) Throw on top of that a legend in its own time band which will kick drum you back to the 60s, and you've got a swinging night out.

NO COVER!

The Underground Scene- You Can Dance if You Want To?

Two bargain basement shows are coming up this week- both a lot of fun- but both lacking in dance floors. The first is worthy of that Hawaiian cowboy shirt you have in the back of your closet- that one you've been itching to wear but had to wait for just the right occasion?
Finally the Time Has Come.
Honky-tonk worthy Ruthie and the Wranglers will be on a double bill with The Hula Monsters this THURSDAY at The Hamilton- the new posh Clyde's in town with tons of space and seating and no obstructed views. The intrepid and inventive dancers among you can go the Hannibal route: "find a way or make one." Early show- starts at 8 p.m. $15


Friday night, head down to Penn Quarter's Hill Country BBQ for a mess of ribs topped off with King Soul. Dancers have been known to push the tables around a bit, but King Soul does not stand on ceremony. Lead singer Tom Clifford was last seen here strutting his stuff on top of the tables.  Hold onto your hats for this one. 8:30 p.m. No cover.

Two Last Minute Events Added - Black Cat and The Hamilton Tonight

It's a new year. You can check out great local music on Thursday nights. This one at the Black Cat.

Grey March, Dot Dash and History Repeated

Who are these bands you ask? History Repeated includes the one and only Mr. John Stabb. Dot Dash are Terry Banks, Bill Crandall, Hunter Bennett and Danny Ingram. Grey March are Baltimore legends. Sounds right to me.

And Billy Coulter will do a FREE show at The Hamilton- DC's newest swankiest night spot.
The upcoming show with Mavis Staples is $100 a pop so this is your chance to get a sneak peek at a new space with a great band and no cover. 8 p.m.

DC Music Lesson Today

Tune in to WAMU (88.5 on your FM dial) today at noon when DC's own Ian Mackaye, formerly of Minor Threat and Fugazi, and founder of Dischord Records, will hit the airwaves to talk about the new online archive and his take of the punk rock history of Washington- a town whose musical history from jazz to bluegrass to punk is so rich and diverse- even the natives are surprised.

P.S. The above perfect example of a run on sentence was brought to you by a caffeine infused haze.

P.P.S. Here's the link to listen for all you who "skipped class."

In Between Time

This is a weird week- these lame duck days between Christmas and the next thing. Traffic is sparse. You can drive around relatively unmolested by commuters and park in Adam's Morgan without taking a taxi. (Where is everyone? Are you all still in the malls returning things?) The news is all about looking backwards- the year in review- the best and the worst of everything- none of which is news.

New Year's Eve has never been a favorite of mine- maybe because I never had anywhere to go. Our idea of excitement was to pick up the phone and dial up the time continuously from about 11:45 on, then at midnight, run outside and bang pots and pans together. "At the tone the time will be..."

You get the idea.

Then when I was older there were suddenly too many places to be, and all kinds of confusion about where the most righteous place was to land when the clock struck twelve. I soon realized that was all just a goose chase on a hamster wheel.

But if you are looking for somewhere to be without a lot of running around, there's a great New Year's Eve party going on via the Knights of Columbus, and it's got a DC Rocks kind of price tag: $45 for all you can drink (what?) appetizers, a champagne toast, and a full breakfast at mid night thirty. Oh and a band. A big band- the ever raucous eight piece King Soul will be playing all night and then some. Find all this under one roof at the Rock Creek Mansion on Cedar Lane  in Bethesda.

And by the way in case you do feel like staying home and calling the time- you're going to have to call a friend instead. As of last Spring, dialing up the time became another lost thing of the past.

New Space for This Place

Greetings Survivors of the Yule. Time to turn our thoughts to Other Things like the new club in town. Everyone is raving about The Hamilton- the newest venue from Clyde's featuring a large beautiful performance space which holds at least 300 people seated and more standing.

Tons of local bands are playing there coming up- too many for DC ROCKS to list, but for starters the schedule includes a humongous variety of local talent: David Kitchen, Wil Gravatt, Christylez Bacon, Soul Crackers and Justin Trawick- and that's just this week! The Hamilton is located in the old Garfinckles Department store building which was built in 1929.  inches away from Metro Center. The restaurant upstairs is open 24/7 in hopes of adding true night life to our sometimes stodgy downtown.

Merry

Hope this holiday seasons brings fond memories to keep you company,

and great  friends to keep you laughing...

Thanks for reading and Merry Christmas from DC ROCKS.

Dance This Mess Around

Yahoo and Then Some!

Please note the Music Cafe is deep in the heart of the country- tiny, no bar, and last time I went I ended up parking in the back yard. But that's all part of the charm. This Saturday is going to be a killer two for one show:  Ruthie and the Wranglers and Billy Coulter. A good place to land after you get lost looking for Christmas trees.

What the Holiday Heck?

What do you want to do? Run around like a chicken with your head cut off? Sit in a car stuck in traffic circling the drain of a shopping mall?

Heck no! Yes, dear humans, just walk away. Join the 99 percent and drop that manic consumerism. Give the gift of freedom- take someone you love to see live music. There are two traditional shows this weekend. Bill Kirchen and Too Much Fun await you at Jammin Java this Friday.
And the Last Train Home once again pulls into IOTA station for the entire weekend which peaks with an all ages show and juice boxes for all my friends at the Sunday matinee.

Shopping is for sissies. Spend your money on an experience. Memories last longer.

A Preview of The Past

Unicorn Times 1979

The Bayou brings back a lot of memories for a lot of people around here. The club opened in 1953 and morphed with the times showcasing jazz, bluegrass, rock and more. The list of bands that played there- both national and local ran the gamut from Count Basie to the Ramones. Nils Lofgren to Chuck Brown. U2 opened for The Slickee Boys on their first U.S. tour. (There are a lot of stories buried under what is now a movie theater in Georgetown.)

 This Wednesday the  DC Music Salon will be hosting a discussion looking back on the bar and looking forward with a sneak preview of a new film "The Bayou: DC's Killer Joint" at the Shaw Library from 7 until 9 p.m. Bring your memories or curiosity. Both are welcome.

Music Meets Art Head On This Saturday

Bob Boilen, Robert Goldstein and Robin Rose. Any of those names sound familiar?
(Picture a Tiny Desk Unit on an Urban Verb kind of street with art thrown in.)

This Saturday find all three at Hemphill Gallery where Robin Rose currently has an exhibition up called "The Big Payback." (now think James Brown) Hemphill is hosting a rather eclectic panel discussion with Robin Rose and the musical minds of both Bob Boilen and Robert Goldstein about the relationship between art and music and the blurry lines that connect and inspire.
10 a.m. Free.

Sunday Night Train

Move Over, Rover-There's a New Club in Town

Washington has seen a lot of clubs come and go, that's for sure, but the 9:30 Club which is constantly garnering national acclaim in Billboard magazine, has definite staying power. Now 9:30 has partnered up with the U Street Music Hall to catch both local and national acts that may be clawing their way up or sliding their way back down in a smaller venue. The club's capacity at 500 (somewhat smaller than the Black Cat)  fills a much needed niche in DC, and it's only a block from the Metro.

There's been press lately about the electronica music partnership between the two clubs, but keep your eye on the schedule for "9:30 Presents"- early shows at U Hall which will feature all kinds of live music, all ages, and all over by ten p.m. (Adults, however, can hang later and rehash the show over another cocktail as the club transforms into the late night groove.)

This Saturday night Chopteeth and Alma Tropicalia will be sure to give you motion loving music fans a chance to try out the "1200 square foot cork- cushioned dance floor." Show starts at 7. $15 cover.

Thank You Ian Hunter

DC Rocks was driven North last Friday to stalk the man who inspired the name of this blog in a tiny club in a tiny town in Pennsylvania.  Ian Hunter has spent most of his seventy plus years rocking the world, but I get many a blank look when I mention his name. Mott the Hoople usually rings a bell. If that fails, "Cleveland Rocks" might work, but both the band and the song are just the tip of the iceberg of this soul filled man. His songs are anthems and ballads, well written and magnificent live-his voice full of character-his songs ever relevant.

Less than a hundred people turned out in New Hope last Friday, but I am thankful I was able to be one of them. And to everyone who is reading this- thanks for helping keep DC Rocks going...
Thanks for playing music
Thanks for writing.
Thanks for reading.
And thank you, Ian Hunter.

Happy Thanksgiving from DC Rocks.

Black Friday

"Friday- it's Friday Gotta get down on Friday..."

Yes, that's from the uber- annoying song made famous by Rebecca Black. If you have a kid around,  you might have had this tune inserted into your brain, and can't get it out. In our house, the ear worm was administered by my ten year son singing falsetto, complete with a dance routine.

What may be even more annoying is all the hype surrounding Black Friday due to FFS. (Frantic Shopping Syndrome) Remember when George Bush Junior told us to shop our way out of  9-11? Well, we ought to have enough stuff by now. The only thing I would consider purchasing on Friday is a deeply discounted turkey. Or tickets to a rock show.

So consider Friday as the perfect time to turn your back on the mall and go out to the Barns of Wolf Trap for The Grandsons' annual show with Derek Huston winging his way in from New Orleans.

Or you could take yourself downtown and meet up with a bunch of old 9:30 Club types at the Black Cat for the big reunion with American Corpse Flower, Sister-Ex and Throwdown Syndicate. Our old pal, Freak Fred will be back in town for this ear plug worthy show which pays tribute to beloved DC music man, the late Tom Terrell.

Last but not least The Nighthawks and Skip Castro are over at the State Theater- a great place to see live music brought to you by seasoned pros.

The Past Isn't Even Past with the Vi-kings

This Friday The Vi-kings- are playing at Clyde's at the District Line. (You know where that is, right? Just across Wisconsin Avenue from Woodies?)  The Vi-kings were born out of a Whitman High school reunion, but what they do best is take you for a ride back to the past- back when we gave peace a chance.

Actually I don't know WHAT is across the street now, but Clyde's is still there even after the Beverly Hillsification that happened to Friendship Heights/Chevy Chase a few years ago. My classmate, Catherine's  dad, John Richards Andrews was one of the men who designed that Clyde's, and I think it was the first one that branched out from the original dive down in Georgetown. On your way downstairs to see the band, look at the big honking mural over the stair well. See the little guy in the kilt under the tree? That was painted in Mr. Andrews' memory. Now you know.

Great music. No cover. No minimum. Have one for "Rick."

Remember Those Salad Days and Other Things

In 1606 the term "salad days" first cropped up when Shakespeare's Cleopatra was pondering her youthful hot romance with Julius Caesar. In 1971 "Salad Days" was known as Episode 33 of Monty Python's Flying Circus. Some years and a cart load of fake blood later,  DC's own punk rockers Minor Threat produced a song by the same name  in 1985.

And that song has inspired former Slickee Boy drummer, Dan Palenski to sequester himself in a radio station down in Richmond, Viriginia. He keeps that punk rock thing alive with his show- you guessed it- Salad Days on WRIR from 7-9 every Friday. This Saturday, however, Dan will host another show- "Songs From the Big Hair " from 3-5 p.m. Joining him to send out a shout out to DC's own 80's scene will be long time pal, Robbie White, who is driving all the way down there so we can hear him up here.

WRIR is an independent radio station- a rare breed. Listen on the net, DC- this one's for you.