From the Village to Volbeat at Guv’s Place, and all the letters in between for your weekend (maybe you’d better Rewind, or you’ll be stressed).

With high praise comes high stress, and it’s not too often that a band with those attributes, from so many writers, comes over this way. In stretching the local establishment’s format a little bit, the band High on Stress will play Willow River Saloon on Saturday, April 20. According to those in the know, from Minneapolis to New York City, “Stress” has a rootsy slant, cheeky at times, but always well-written, and drawing comparisons to what made Soul Asylum and the Replacements great, while at the same time escaping being pigeonholed into a particular genre. Whew!

With the band playing at the Village Inn in North Hudson on Saturday night being named Rewind, (think foregone technology), you kinda know what era of music you’re going to hear.

Then, on an ongoing  basis on Sunday nights at the Green Mill starting at 8:30, there will be the return of bingo contests. The establishment made a foray into this type of atypical entertainment, for its format, a couple of years ago with trivia-meisters being some of the comely servers dressed in little black dresses. But for the following Sundays, an additional part of the draw will be $1 off Mich Golden Lights and also food specials.

Trandy Blue once again played Guv’s Place in Houlton on Friday night, and their special was 50 cents of “any bottle of beer with a blue label, yippee,” in honor of the band’s name.

And finally, it was as busy as ever when Uncle Chunk played the Smilin’ Moose, on Friday night. Their sound was now a little harder (think the new addition of a Volbeat song). That reminds me of an offhand comment by Brandon, who works at Dick’s Bar and Grill, that Volbeat had been popular for years in Europe before finally gaining a following here last year.

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