[from Gunnison] I had to write my
notes on paper napkins torn in half, which were all that were provided in this
self-described “classiest” place in Gunnison - a group of nurses were there to see ‘the guys
from their kitchen’ playing a gig for the first time – they were a formidable
collection of guitars, 3 electric and 1 bass, with a female drummer (who was
hidden behind all of the dueling fretboards) – although the setting was more
suited for a jazz outfit and they were described as “easy listening,” they were
a cover band who cast a 70s haze of Clapton and Santana over everything – with
the length of every song doubled, they were also a hop skip and jump from being
a jam band – they did Talking Heads’ “Take Me to the River,” Clapton’s “We’re
Going to Let It All Hang Out,” Pink Floyd’s “Another Brick in the Wall” and
then we left – the first singer was all right but the second singer was a
Clapton look-alike who was living the dream and was suddenly half-screaming to
a somewhat baffled crowd “How can you have your pudding if you don’t eat your
meat?!!” (Photo courtesy of
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