Bob and Carl
World Classic Rock, Folk, Island and Country Music
Dateline Africa: 4-11-26 It is pretty amazing and we haven’t even seen an African animal yet (unless you count Carl’s big 5 of pigeon, seagull, cow, horse, and goat) except for ostrich and penguins. Last night’s African Luau was nothing short of FUN! Lots of food (we ate ostrich…and, no, it doesn’t taste like chicken,...Continue reading...
Dateline Africa: 4-10-26 We flew from DTW to Atlanta. Had a 3 hour layover and then a 14 hour flight to Cape Town, South Africa. A driver was waiting to take us to our hotel for the next 5 nights…The Rockefeller Hotel. We ate a late dinner at 8 pm (which was really 2 pm...Continue reading...
We have played many Saint Patrick’s events through the years, some incredible, some not so much; but this one was truly special. I guess because it was so thoroughly unexpected. What began as a simple and straight-forward St. Pat’s event, became so much more, all because of our longtime friend, Joe! Carl and I had...Continue reading...
There are some groups that simply can’t go a year without inviting us to play for them. And that’s fine for us. The East Harbor seniors are one of those groups. We get the call at least once a year to come and share ur Irish favorites with them over in New Baltimore around St....Continue reading...
Some traditions we take part in are so much fun we wish that they would be more than once a year. I’m taking about our Irish kickoff party in Saint Clair Shores, at Blossom Heath. Every March for the last few years, Carl and I have had the honor of entertaining for the good people...Continue reading...
When it’s time to get away, it doesn’t really matter what you are doing, it all seems wrong; like you are just buying time, simply spinning your wheels. When your head and heart are in a different place, it’s time to make a change in scenery as well. That’s what happens during the first...Continue reading...
Nothing is as welcome, wonderful and at the same time, as stressful as the holidays. You know what I mean. They are essentially all things to all people at this point, and most of it ain’t easy! All the friends, all the family and all the work. Everything needs tending to. Everything needs to be...Continue reading...
Sometimes throughout the year, I sit and think about a few of our favorite events that are on the musical horizon. Those events are some of our favorites that we have warm memories of.
One that always comes to mind in August is The Shelby Art Fair.
Nestled in the woods, with the smell of roasted sugar almonds wafting on the Breese. Mmmmmm…
I bet you would love to be right there with us next time. The sights, the sounds the smells; all bring back fond memories of good times to savor.
Although we only spend an hour or two playing music, the entire day is our focus during this event. Just getting there and soaking everything in is something we think about all through the year. I only hope that you had the good fortune to come out and share the day with us.
Of course we were lucky enough to be able to entertain at Bumper’s and The Tavern this August, but the most notable events were playing Depot Park in Clarkston, as well as hanging out with old friends during those fun gigs.
I even had the chance of meeting Fred Mascherino from the band, Taking Back Sunday. We were both hanging out at Huber & Breese Music in Fraser Michigan, when we started a musical conversation that ended in introductions. Great guitar Player, even greater guy!
Rb
Sometimes you have to hit the ground running, and 2025 was a perfect example. Carl and I began our spring like it was already summer. You know how the folks in Michigan are; they can’t get enough of the sun. Can you blame them?
We began our May dates in all the old familiar places. Being lucky enough to play at Taylor’s Beach family Campsite, as well as at Bumper’s Landing in Harrison Township.
At this point, both venues are like home to us; comfortable, enjoyable and always exciting. As much as Carl and I enjoy venturing out into uncharted territory, we both enjoy the comfortable familiarity of places where we know the staff and most of the regular customers.
Another spring, another summer. We are lucky to be doing what we do, wherever and when ever we do it!
Rb
This July was beautiful. Sunny and hot and everything you could enjoy about a beautiful Michigan summer. Carl and I enjoyed many wonderful events where we were fortunate enough to entertain so many smiling, happy faces.
That being said, there were a couple gigs where things went quick. But I digress.
July began wonderfully enough. Beautiful weather, great friends and lots and lots of adult beverages to keep the hot temps at bay. Actually everything went according to plan. Until I had my shoulder reconstruction surgery, that is.
It was going all according to plan. Have the surgery, and they eight days later, entertain three nights in a row, beginning with our annual visit to Jimmy John’s Field, in Shelby Twp. All according to plan. UNTIL the torrential downpour left us in a deluge that we will never forget. Watching $50,000 of musical equipment being swept up in a hurricane is hard enough; but then having it happen for the next two days in a row is even more fun! Eventually we dried everything out and only lost a couple keys on the keyboard for our troubles.
The very next week I was off to Nashville to record one of my songs at Dark Horse Studios. I had a very interesting time, and learned a lot about what to do and what NOT to do for next time. The icing not he cake was being greeted at the airport by another Native Detroit, Mr. Jack White.
All in all, you can say we will never forget this July, for a number of reasons.
Rb
As you may or may not know, Carl and I officially began our professional music careers in the summer of 1972, playing in the horn section of the legendary Mount Clemens Michigan band, Miles Of Smiles.
We were asked by some local musicians if we would fill in the band for this summer gig, now infamously known as simply, “Cody’s Party”. Aptly named for the house that we played outside at; Mayor Quinn Cody, and his family. Although it was fifty years ago, I still remember it like it was yesterday. It was our first outdoor rock concert, and far from our last. It was legendary all right, getting its legendary status from the fact that there was a huge crowd that eventually got out of hand. Oh, and the police DID in fact arrive to arrest people. Ahhhh, good times!
Well, you might wonder where I was going with this story. About the same time that Carl and I were learning about all the fun and futility of becoming “Rock Stars”, there was a couple other guys that were just opening a music store business in Fraser. Paul Huber and Terry Breese, a guitar player and drummer were to open, Huber & Breese music that very same year.
Sometime within the very first few years that their business was open, we ventured in and struck up a friendship that has also lasted over fifty years. We have bought countless guitars and such from Paul, and even get out and relax on the golf course from time to time. Paul, Carl, my self and Paul’s son Hans, who now runs the store. Nothing better than life-long friends.
Rb
