Whiskey Swillers

Creeping Time used to play every month or so at Conor Byrne. During that time, it was always a predictably good time. There was always a decent sized crowd and things would always get a little wild on the dance floor (and stage). The last couple times we’ve played there, however, have been much more subdued. I have a few ideas on why this may be. I’ll do my philosophical rant in another post…

The Whiskey Swillers opened things up with some good hard-driving old-timey tunes. We’ve played with them before and they also have their own regular night at Pies and Pints. They have stayed true to their style of music and continue to tighten up.

We played second with an alternate lineup: Ken, Dave, Tom Rooney, Rickie Gene Powell, and myself. While this lineup is full of great guys and musicians, it’s always a little harder for me. With Creeping Time, I’m used to playing the guitar – and therefore helping drive the tunes. However, this lineup finds me mostly on fiddle and mandolin, forcing me into more of a supporting role. While still incredibly fun, there’s nothing I like better than hammering away on the guitar and driving the dynamics on songs that are engrained in my soul.

The Hobo Nephews of Uncle Frank closed out the night. A real nice duo from Duluth, MN, they turned out straight-ahead fast paced sepia-blues. It was interesting to hear some of the same flavors that I’ve grown accustom to in James Apollo‘s music – specifically the Sepia-ness. Two interesting notes. 1) These guys were magnets for dancing women. As soon as they started playing the dance floor filled up with women and stayed that way throughout their set. 2) One of the few men dancing was stomping through an entire song. You could see him fatiguing towards the end and some beers were knocked off tables. When I asked him about it he said “In Duluth we stomp. That’s what we do.”.

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