More rockin’ revelry with Littlehead, and a fine assortment of talented musical miscreants!
We were a bunch of happy smelly and always a tad tiddly, (well, some of us anyway) campers. We made lots of new pals including golden voiced guitar goddess Jayme and her friends from Rancho Vignola, who were there promoting their tasty nuts and dried fruits. She gave us all a free bag as we were breaking up camp, and they were awesome! I’d NOM NOM NOMinate them as best I’ve tasted!
Thanks Jayme for teaching us some new tunes and sorry for keeping you guys awake into the not so wee hours with our semi-musical caterwauling! =8-]
Rumour has it that KD dropped her price just so she could perform at the music fest. She looked absolutely ecstatic to be there, and put on one hell of a show to an extremely appreciative crowd!
To old to rock and roll? I call BS on that! Buffy is rockin’ it harder in her 70′s than 90 percent of the rockers half her age! She and her band astounded the crowd with their high energy show that mixes rock, humor and activism all in a great musical package.
I know very little about this band except that they are a no gimmick straight to the point Rock band. Quite refreshing! Reminiscent of Allman Brothers, lynyrd Skynrd, and maybe a dash of Charlie Daniels, I am going to keep tabs on these guys. Sadly, their CDs were sold out before I could get a copy. Guess I’ll have to hunt one down here.
Hangin’ out with Wayne and Andrea, and a host of funny and talented musicians!
Another Thursday night jam at Wayne’s studio. The creative juices were flowing along with the fermented ones =8-]
It’s that time of year again. Summer is on it’s way out and and the fall colours are starting to grace the trees. What better time to get together with a few friends and ROCK OUT!
a song for Chris
By C.C. McInnes
He’s crashed every car that he’s ever owned
and never walked away bleedin’
Always complained about something mechanical
Had nothing to do with his speedin’
The stuff that he did, when he was a kid
would probably scare a man stupid
But he settled down, as many man do
when they get shot in the arse by some cupid
Well I hope they have Harleys in Heaven
you know you never can tell
There better be Harleys in heaven my friends
’cause the devil don’t want him in Hell
He lived by his rules and suffered no fools
Except for the ones that he liked
He didn’t want much, had all that he needed
A good wife, some good friends and his bike
Now he’s ridin’ that highway into the sky
and he is sorely going to be missed
But if theres no bikes allowed up in Heaven
then he is surely going to be pissed!
Well I hope they have Harleys in Heaven
you know you never can tell
There better be Harleys in heaven my friends
’cause the devil don’t want him in Hell
yeah There better be Harleys in Heaven
’cause the devil don’t want him in hell!