I’m Zeb, and this is my brother Zeb (not Zep) and my other brother Zeb … OK, they are not the newest power trio, but when teamed with longtime fixture Garret who can put his stamp on things, the duo greet warm weather with almost that much musical sound

As things musically continue to revamp, there is a new dynamic duo, and as such they are not just going solo like so much of the rest. Although if you want creative solos, these are your guys, especially the G-Man. Zeb and Garret, (no double T, and no Lennon or Zeppelin, as the song pop says, to milk a joke), who go stagewise as Z and G, are featured at the new acoustic Thursdays at Ziggy’s in Hudson. They go on at 8 p.m., and the mantle apparently has been transferred from the former purveyor, Tim Sigler and cowboy country, as they move to other nights and house gigs. But like the country stalwart, and that’s maybe the best term for him, the JG have been playing quite a bit around town and the immediately area frequently, at the expense we would presume of the Hastings area, which was a Garret mainstay around the time most music went asunder.
The longtime local player, showing some new twists in that solo vein that are even hard-to-find-for-him, and his new mate were at Guv’s Place six days ago and had a year-end, holiday-themed party playing there prior.
In their cover art, Zeb (I swear I know this guy too), looks like the slightly crazed Metallica man in their photos, with the big bushy beard that has come to be more common in these stir-crazy days, as people let their hair down, even if from their chin. Garret, to keep up, does sport a lip ring.

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