It’s October, and that means not merely music, but much more:
— Jeff Loven indeed “got the band back together,” as he is fond of saying, when guitarist Brent made an appearance at his One
Man Band show. Back in the ’80s, when Jeff cut his teeth with the heavy metal band Obsession, Brent opened for him as a 15-
year-old Wunderkind. They on that recent Sunday teamed up to rip through Eruption by Van Halen.
— With Halloween coming, the band choices picked by clubs are apparently effected. One named Shadows on the Wall will play at
Dick’s Bar and Grill on Wednesday, Oct. 15. The only non-Halloween aspect is that they take the stage in the early evening, not
the midnight witching hour.
— Halloween drink specials abound at Pudge’s Bar and Grill, such as the Blood Clot Shot and Dead Dude. Of particular interest,
though, is The Cyclopse, which goes for $2 each and as you might guess is based on using an “eyeball.”
— The folks at Stone Tap figure that their many Oktoberfest beer specials will bring in customers, some of them stopping in
after spending some introductory time across the street at the German themed Winzer Stube, which of course is offering more of
the same. Some of the others having Oktoberfest beer specials include Dick’s and Casanova Historic Liquors.
— When the soulful six-member band In2ition took the stage at the Smilin’ Moose on Friday, it was led by perhaps the funkiest
bass player around, who never went more than a few seconds without making a cool body movement. Look for them to play again
soon.
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