Rock Gods #166: Adventures in Our Little Music Scene

Don’t graze. Stage.
The little “park” around the Founder’s statue downtown is a popular lounging spot for those who’ve just closed down a bar or a coffee shop. Those grassblades have been scrutinized more carefully than any in town. Funny, then, that nobody noticed the electrical outlet in the base of the statue.
Jim Jeans, the scene’s token elderly folksinger, noticed it. He’s acoustic, so he didn’t even need the plug. But he told Rudy Friml, and she mentioned it to her band Frizz & Co. The next time they had a sunset afternoon rehearsal, they remembered.
The impromptu show started about 2 in the afternoon, completely unannounced. “Of course we thought as soon as we hot one note we’d be shut down. But we got through one song, then another one, then, I think, six more? Before we ran out of songs, [drummer] Bendy called his other band, The Monica Saints, and they rushed over. They did a whole set, by which time a crowd had formed.
The festival laid until 10 pm. “At that point, I’m afraid we were really pushing it.”
Indeed. No arrests, but there’s a zoning meeting tonight at 7 p.m. Stay tuned.

Evacuation instructions, On-Board train and Door Control Panel flaunt a faux- Bues Niteat Dollaire’s… This Side In, Specialty Glass and NASG bust chops and break hearts at Hamilton’s… The Bullfinch is closed for “inventory”…