Show band "Full Circle" held sway at the Black Steer back in the day of Fuzzy Thurston as club owner of "The Left Guard". Fuzz used to come in and give us a listen on occasion. Now famous song writer Wil Jennings even wrote us as theme song entitled: "Full Circle".
Now I am working at getting Fuzzy's autograph - only about 40 years too late.
"Yesterday's Wine" played new country on Water Street with Paul Fisher, Bob Storti, Steve Zenz, and Gary Spaeth.
More recently was a three year run with The Larry Heagle Band with Mike Richson, Ed Treinen, Dave Barneson, Tim Keilholtz. and keyboard whiz Tommy Wieseler.
Last night, St Patrick's Day, the band was Larry Heagle with "Boys Nite Inn" at the Red Parrot (formerly Jimmy Woo's), consisting of randy Sinz on bass, Denny Marion on just about everything, Dave "Barney" Barneson on drums, and yours truly the little Irish gnome full of Guinesss Stout. By request, monster sax player Sue Orfield blew us all away on "Get Off My Highway" and the old Robt Johnson blues great "Ramblin'". A special thanks to Ms Orfielf and a special announcement to anyone reading this to get your butt out to the club tonight and hear the Sue Orfield Band. Kim and I will be there!
Luckily, there was no need of the body guarding service as everyone there was out for a good time. Don Finch and Connie, Sharon Tubbs (maiden name) Southard - (Geez, I hope I got that right!), Donna Wagner, Jim Backus, a college graduate pal, Diane Sullivan, Dale Drevlow (whom I owe a debt of gratitude for suggesting to Mr. Voss that I work the St. Paddy's Day gig), a "tam-o-shantered" Sparky who requested the game warden story, my old realtor friend Doug Lundholm and wife, and lots of folks who cme to dance as witnessed in the photo.
After all was said and done, I went to the back bar to get the bread and a lone drinker piped up and said to me: "Boys night Inn"? It sounds gay to me."
To which I replied: "Do you think so? Well, I suppose you would know."
Bodyguard!
This morning I went back to the club to retrieve the "Boys NIte Inn" neon at the club in the company of Mr. Tom Johnson. Terry let us in the side door and we had a nice talk. He said he wants to have the band back for a "special occasion".
Nuclear winter?
Over breakfast at Perkins we got to laughing about how Mike Quick had dubbed the Red Parrot "The Dead Parrot" - that struck us as humorous but not really as the last thing I want to see happen is for a club dedicated to live music in Eau Claire
go under for lack of support.
I decided, however, that the name "The Dead Parrot" would be the perfect name for my pipe dream comedy club which I would open somewhere on Water Street (maybe not) - with the wonderful alluding to a Monty Python sketch of the same title.
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