Events

Sometimes it seems that there is just something in the air.

…….something that turns seemingly normal girls, a little crazy.

Crazy fun, though.

That’s exactly what we witnessed last Saturday night at Bumper’s Landing, in Harrison Township, Michigan.  Crazy fun.

You know by now that there are some people that drink and want to fight.  Some people that drink and want to complain, or pontificate.  Some folks get boring; or boorish.  Some get lazy, some get aggressive and some just get plain weird.

We’ve seen it all in our years entertaining in the pubs.  Most of it good.  And, sometimes……

Well, the other night as we were playing, we saw some gals having a great time at Bumper’s. And, since they were having a great time, so was everyone else, because of them.

You know, some people work really, really hard, day after day.  And when they get the chance, they play really really hard too.  You all know someone who fits into that mold.

As soon as our first set began, we could see how much fun this night was gong to be.  Everyone was in a playful mood.  The bar was completely full on this late-winter night.

There were no particular games on.  There wasn’t anything outside of this bar that was going on anywhere in the world that was more important than the fun that everyone was having, by just being there.

The music was flowing, the people were smiling and the mood was fun and mischievous.  Almost like cabin fever was taking hold of everyone.

I would imagine that for a boater, (the people that need to be outside most of the time to be happy), that a long, tiring winter would seem to be even more frustrating than for us land lubbers.

We didn’t mind at all, Carl and I.  No matter what was going on around us, we simply played another song.  We played country, oldies, rock, pop and Irish.  Every song from each and every genre was fuel for the happy fire.

The gals were dancing, by now.  With themselves, with each other, with everyone and anyone within reach.  It was quite fun to watch.

Most nights at Bumpers are just like that; we show up, set up and hold on . . . .

On these “transition” nights, you never know what to expect, as the temperature and weather conditions dictate how many people are will to come out and brave the cold and elements to arrive.  In the summer months, they come by boat.  This time of year, its not as easy.  So the people that do make the trek are truly out to have some fun.

We try and do our part.  We play the best party music we can.  We give it our all, and then some.  Most times we begin a little early and play late.  We try and keep our breaks short and timely.  In any event, no matter what, we certainly enjoy entertaining for those whom enjoy it.

This night was so much fun for everyone.  People are so over winter, and so very ready for the spring to take hold.  Tonight, Carl and I were simply the side entertainment.

As it is on most nights at Bumper’s Landing, the people were the real entertainment.  We just do all we can to manage things and make sure no one gets injured.

Best job in the world!

We will be back soon, and looking forward to all the fun and high jinx yet to come.

Rb

Summer is right around the corner, we’re sure it is!

I know that you feel the same way that I do, even though we might both be just wishing fools.

And so it seemed on Saturday night at Bumper’s Landing in Harrison Twp.  People were wishing for summer to appear like Obi-Wan in the snowstorm.  (Probably need to be a Star Wars fan to understand that last part.)

The weather, although unstable more than not at this time of the year in Michigan, went from not too bad, to worse in the matter of moments.  It really didn’t matter to the patrons of Bumper’s though.  They were there to have a good time.  Nothing was going to get in the way of that.  I know that we weren’t going to.

We began our first set right down the middle.  Not too slow, not too fast.  Not with a whisper, but not with a shout either.  We take our lead from the crowd, and on this evening, they were going pretty well right from the start of the evening.

They were loud though!

Man, it was loud in there.  Its interesting that we can be outside, on the banks of the mighty Clinton River, near the constant drone of boats with high-octane engines, revving and jockeying for position with three hundred people watching and milling about; and yet, it is still louder inside!

So it was really loud.  But fun.

Fun and friendly and festive.  All of the things that we might associate with the summertime.

Each day now, it seems we see small peeks of the weather changing for the better.  People are so over winter at this point.  We get that.  We are ready to play, dockside too.

Carl and I try to evoke the hot weather in each song that we select to sing.  Songs of sunshine and sunlight.  Songs of beaches, and sand and sweltering bodies. . . .
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!  We can tell that everyone is ready to put away their winter coats and slip into their tank tops.  We’d love that too.  All that we can do to help, is to play more of that good O’l summer-time music.

That’s what made it all the worse when we looked outside and saw the snowstorm covering  everything as far as the eye could see.

Ughhhhhhh!

Well, too late on this particular evening.  We were already evoking the presence of summer, and nothing was going to stop us at this point.  After all, what’s another two inches at this point.  Ok, don’t answer that.

So, back inside, the crowd at Bumper’s was oblivious to everything outside of their little world.  (Remember, Boaters are very happy people, no matter what.)

Each song was met with accompanying fervor and friendliness.  Everyone was singing and smiling along.  The rest of the night was on autopilot.  We played, they enjoyed.  The staff took care of every last customer that stayed.

It was a very happy night.  Forget about the snow, it will turn to summer before we even know it.

Rb

 

Ok, now that we have everyone’s attention, let’s think about what that actually means.

First of all, neither one of us is Elvis.  Never have been, and never will be.  If you read that Elvis was in a movie called, Pajama Party!, one can only imagine all of the thoughts  and images that title would conjure up.  Girls everywhere, shaking and waggling to all the latest dance grooves.  There would be Elvis, right in the middle, with the spotlight splashing each and every hip-thrusting gyration for the cameras.

Ok, now that we have covered what didn’t happen last Saturday evening at Bumper’s Landing, let’s talk about what did.

It was the first annual, Bumper’s Landing Pajama Party, and it was . . . . great fun!

Carl and I had a blast, watching all of the happy people spend a much warmer evening than planned in a bar on the water in the winter.  Most of the girls in pajamas, were the staff at Bumper’s, actually.  They were fun, comfortable and hard working as always.  I have said this before, but it bears repeating: these gals never stop working.  We don’t know how they do it, but they keep going, hour after hour after hour.

The party began officially at 8:00, to a bar area that was nearly full and almost rowdy;  but completely happy.  There were smiles on every table, drinks on every hand, and hope for spring in every step.

Our music was simply a bonus on a night like this, since the crowd was so content on their own.  Don’t get me wrong, we were more than happy to play music for the patrons, but as for entertaining; well, I think that they were pretty much entertaining themselves.

We played lots of up tempo tunes that first set.  Thankfully, each one of them went over well, like the sound track to the party that was already in full wing.

Seems as thought the Pajama Party theme was doing its job of putting everyone in a wonderful mood of relaxation and abject contentment.

About then we noticed that there were some friends of ours in the house.  One couple of friends we have known for just about forever.  Interesting thing about Rick, is that he was coming to listen to us play music back in the 70’s when we played in Algonac.  Those were some early rock and roll days that we still treasure.  So nice to see people that have been coming to listen to us for more than forty years.  I guess, it reaffirms our belief that it is possible to keep getting better at what you do, if you keep on keep’n on!  (Well, they used to say that back in the seventies.  Look it up!)

More songs poured out of us, as we felt pretty content on this festive, pajama challenged night.  Sometimes entertaining at Bumper’s Landing is kinda like shooting happy fish in a barrel.  They are usually in such a great mood, they don’t even notice that they are being entertained.

Some nights we are all over the place musically.  Not sure if it us us being bored with the usual expected, requested songs, or not.  On some nights we just have to go off the beaten path, musically.  On those nights, we are country, and rock, and pop and Irish, or Beatles.  We are always thinking in the back of our minds, while we are playing a song, what the next one will be.  Something different or unusual, or hardly ever played.

I’m sure you understand that we can get tired of playing certain songs at times, even though they are true bonafide classics.  On those nights, we try very hard to go in a different direction, musically.  It keeps it fun for us, and hopefully for the audience as well.

Well all of that to say, on this particular night, we had none of that.  We simply played all of the usual, classic party songs.  We played them right in order and just let the patrons party to each one.  Most nights we have learned to go where the people take us.  They give us direction.  With our vast musical knowledge, we can hang with them, no matter where that is.

Now well into the evening, it was time to crank up the sing-a-longs.  Time to see how this group can carry a tune.  Billy Joel, Van Morrison and John Denver did the trick to get the ball rolling.  We even had some folks appreciate several of the Kinks classics that we offered up.  Good times.  We like these Pajama Parties.

The night ended as it began; with smiles and drinks and singing and fun.  Everyone happy, everyone pleased.

We look forward to every night at Bumper’s.  We may never really know what is in store for us, but we do know that it will be fun!

Rb

About this time of the year, everyone around these parts is looking to plan their hasty get-away.

Although we Michiganians are a hardy bunch, when the calendar pokes past the holidays, we urn for the tropic beaches and ocean-side destinations that fuel our restless dreams.

All of that certainly holds true for those of us who have grown up in the midwest.  We can take it, this cold, bitter weather, we simply long to be somewhere warm and slightly less frigid.

I think all of that goes double if you are a boater.  I’m not, remember, but Carl and I sure have been around our share of them over the last three summers.

Boaters love it hot and warm.

And so, when Bumper’s Landing, Macomb Counties’ new summer hot-spot was nearly filled on this icy Saturday night, it warmed more than our hearts.

Saturday was a realization that nothing, not even this harsh winter weather could keep real boaters down.

They, like no others, know how to party.  Even with the wind chill way below zero, they were out in mass, showing no signs of hibernation.

We got there earlier than usual, so that we could set up sooner and not get people chilled as we brought in our band equipment from the van.  The set-up went pretty well, as everyone inside seemed fairly oblivious to our entrance.

All that I remember from our first set was how much fun it was.  The entire staff from the busboys, right up to the owner himself, were taking great care in attending to each and every patron who arrived for the football, but stayed for the food, the drinks and the fellowship.

Everyone was smiling and laughing and reestablishing the powerful connection that runs so deep for these boating besties!

By set number two, it was a mass sing-a-long.  Dancing, singing and reveling was the order or the night.  It is so much fun to play in a venue that appreciated everything we do.

So gratifying when everyone takes part in the entertaining.  We try and set things in motion here at Bumper’s and then stand back and let everyone enjoy themselves.

The night was rushing past, as song after song added to the overall feeling of euphoria at making it through the holidays.

Like a gathering of groundhogs, all the boaters that hadn’t seen each other since the tarps covered their treasured crafts, smiled ear-to-ear as the door opened and another arrived.

it didn’t really matter what we played on this night, each and every song was met with the same level of enjoyment and empathy.

Before we even knew it, our last song had been played, and it was time to pack it all up and plunge ourselves back out into the cold of the winter’s night.

Even the cold itself was no match for the warm feeling of the brotherhood of boaters that we were lucky enough to be part of.

We will return to Bumper’s on January 2oth.  It is scheduled to be a “Pajama Party”.  That promises to be interesting, to say the very least.

Rb

Actually, its pretty easy to get kids to be excited about Christmas.  Just show up, set up and  the rest simply takes care of itself.

The smiles are everywhere; on each and every face.  Even our “musical expertise” can’t damper their spirits during this amazing time of year.

On Monday of last week, Carl and I fired up the O’l “Bob-and-Carl-Mobile”, and headed out to Garden City to begin our holiday music tour.

The inaugural show is always a bit clunky to us; as it is the very first show out of the gate, and lacks much of the polish and smoothness that we find after the first few shows are over.

No matter; those kids love it just as much as all of the other kids.  There are screams, bright faces and smiles as far as the eye can see.  We are always just more self-conscious, because we don’t have everything “down” yet.  While we might not think that the music is up to our standards that first show, the excitement level is always off the charts.

Seeing those kids watch in amazement as all of our props and lights burst fourth, always keeps us on our toes, and brings is joy.

We love playing music all year round.  We love playing at the many wonderful venues that we are lucky enough to be associated with.  We enjoy entertaining their customers, regulars, staff as well as all the patrons.

But most of all, we love playing for the children at Christmas.  There is something that is way more gratifying than anything else we ever do.  It might be the very first time that kids are exposed to live music being played.  (Well, mostly live).

These are the shows we truly love.

These are the very best of the very best shows that we do all year round.  We enjoy playing for the kids knowing whatever we do for them, stays with them for the entire year.

In 2017, we began with the Garden City show, and then had a day off to work out some of the timing issues.

Garden city works so well for us, as the atmosphere is calm and laid-back while we set up and get ready for the show.  We have a lot going on in our heads, that first one, since we have no idea really how the timing is going to play out.

While watching, some time, think about all of the things that are going on, many of them at the very same time.  Something has to keep us young. . . .

Wednesday was next up.  We arrived after lunch at Emerson Elementary, and began setting up for the show.

We started right on time to the delight of the huge crowd filling the gym-a-torium.  Helping us capture the show was budding photographer, Isabella.

The gym was filled with cheers, screams and song.  Just the way we like it.

The new show elements were a big hit, as we had hoped they would be.  2017 had one tight running show, that was for sure.  Carl moves pretty fast, and tries to get as many kids involved as he can.  Each element has as many participants as we can manage during our slam-bang hour tour.

Santa was this years’ focus, as the old guy and his red suit has taken a back seat to a lot of pretenders over the last several years.

    

Thursday morning found us at Twain Elementary, in frigid Fraser Michigan.  Playing to our second new principal in as many years, we were delighted to bring the holiday extravaganza back to Twain.  She stepped right in and helped everyone share in the fun.

So many people, parents, staff and kids have witnessed our show over the last twenty years; but Carl and I always wonder what it must be like to see the show for the very first time.  Crazy is the word that mostly comes to mind!

Moving on from the triumphant show at Twain, it was time to unload at Eisenhower.  The principal at Ike is one of our great friends, and so this show had better be hitting on all cylinders!

Oh, oh, the principal was out sick.  We’ll still do a good show anyway.  (why not, after all, we’re the consummate professionals!)  ((riggggght))

The Eisenhower show had everyone singing along, right from the very beginning.  Its almost as if they were waiting to sing form last year!

The schools crazy big, and the gym was crazy small.  Carl always works hard during these shows.  I’ll bet that he runs ten miles during every Holiday Extravaganza.

Before we knew it, Friday was upon us, and time for the last two shows of the year.  So happy, but so sad.

By this point, the show had each and every bug worked out of it.  It is tight, smooth and running at a very high level.  We know where the breaks are, the lulls and the laughs.  We know which direction they are looking, why they are screaming, and just what they want to be picked for.

Friday morning found us at Disney elementary.  Disney is the longest continuing running stop on our Holiday tour.  We have played here on Friday morning, since it became a Fraser tradition, way back in 2001.

The staff, principal, parents, kids and even PTO people join in as one to make it the jewel in the entire holiday lineup.

The only tough part about the Disney show is the fact that we need to push them to begin a wee bit early, as well as excuse ourselves from the post-show afterglow because we have to be setup and ready to go at a completely different school in less than one hour.

Its a pretty neat trick.  One that I wouldn’t advise any band or entertainer to try at home.

We finished the show at 10:00, and were packed up and heading to Salk at twenty minutes after.  All we had to do was to load everything in the van, drive to the new school and unload everything, before setting it up in place.

Miraculously, we were ready to play at 10:40.

The Salk show this year was our last show of the season.  Time to pull out all of the stops’ and let our musical hair down, so to speak.

We put in all of the songs and all of the bits.  The response was everything that we could have hoped for.

In the end, all of the teachers danced and paraded throughout the gym, as they have in years past; excited that school was ultimately over until next year.

Speaking of next year . . .

Carl and his Bob and Carl Holiday Extravaganza Event Planning Team will have about eleven months to think up a bunch of new and amazing bits to entertain, enthrall and enlighten kids with, next year at this same time.

Until then . . .

We’re tired, horse, sore and most of all very, very contented with the show we brought to thousands of wonderful kids this year.

Each stop on the Holiday tour is one of a kind.  Each different and amazing for one reason or another.  We wish to thank all of the staff and the children for allowing us to entertain again at their school.

We hope to bring an even bigger and better show back again next year.  That is our promise!

Rb

After a near six-month absence, Carl and I returned to the Three Blind Mice Irish Pub, in winter-like downtown Mount Clemens on Friday.

Our biggest take-away from the night . . . It was as if we had never left.

Some places will always give you the feeling of home, and the Mice is just such a place.

After spending most of the summer and fall on the bountiful banks of the Clinton River, it was a much different vibe, being inside doing what we do best; entertaining, acoustically.

As we have always felt, playing “In the round”, suits our style more than any other musical opportunity.  It lets us commiserate with the audience, which is usually only a few feet away.  That, we are good at.

We began our evening in just such a way, getting to know two fun couples who were right next to us while we set up our gear for the night.

They had a wonderful time throwing out requests of artists that we might know and be able to play, even before they had heard us play one song.  It was great fun for us, as it almost became an audition rather than a scheduled performance.

We had a lot in common, musically, since they seemed to like all of the performers that we did.  I believe that we nearly played our entire first set, comprised entirely of requests.  If you know us at all, you know that for us, that was great fun.

There was a lot going on at the Three Blind Mice that evening.  We were entertaining downstairs; the Red Wing game was on the television, and a band was upstairs playing to a throng on the big stage.

The band upstairs was excellent, playing a wide variety of musical styles and genres. People were dancing and listening to the high-octane sound.  I heard them do Motown with a fervor that really had to be experienced to appreciated.  The band was comprised of great musicians, who were a bit older than most of the bands that entertain upstairs.  To my ear, that was what made them really good.  They lived those songs and brought them back to life when the drummer clicked off each song.

It is so rewarding to be a part of a great musical venue like the Three Blind Mice.  Since it’s opening, they have had so many quality musical acts, that patrons absolutely know they will not be let down when they come out to visit.

Back downstairs, it was our turn to turn up the tempo and the volume, as the pub began to fill with several tables of holiday shopping refugees.

Huddled together and barking out request, we are torn between classic rock hits by Tom Petty, Bob Seger and R.E.M., as well as country songs by Cash, Brooks and Williams.

Throw in some Irish and Christmas songs, and you had a wonderful musical cornucopia of audible delights.

Carl and I still think of the Three Blind Mice Irish Pub in Mount Clemens, as our musical home.  We have worked, toiled, sweated and delighted at many of the sights, sounds and experiences we have lived there.  We have been there since the soft opening in 2013, and hope to be there in the future.

Can’t wait to return, and see what is in store for us over this next year.

Rb

 

 

Some people simply have an innate sense of order and direction.

We know that and understand all too well, just how someone with that talent serves an important purpose in all our lives.

And so it was on a chilly Saturday evening in December that we had the great fortune to come face-to-face with just such a person.

Let’s back up for a second, though . . .

Carl and I arrived at Bumper’s to set up our gear, early as we usually do.  Everything was going perfectly according to our ultimate plan.  And then, the gear did not operate correctly, as it was designed to do.  Throwing us off our schedule by fifteen minutes, only gave us a few moments to get up for our evening excitement that awaited us.  Working together, it was however, everything that we hoped for, and more.

Ready to take on the evening in front of us, Carl and I began our first set at Bumper’s Landing, by rolling out the Bob Seger music right out of the gate.

It was a very “stable” song, that gives us a chance to balance all of our equipment and get a handle on the acoustics of the room before we attempted music that was a bit more ambitious.

There were several people who ambled in and populated the bar on both side.  All of them were very polite and in the cheeriest of moods.  When we played, “Christmas Time’s A’ Coming!” for them, their mood became even cheerier!

Our first set comprised of lots of special songs that we ordinarily do not get a chance to play.  Country, Irish, Island and holiday music.  We played some songs a completely different way.  Its fun for us, and hopefully entertaining for everyone else.

We were well into our second set of the evening when the door opened, and in walked a group of revelers unlike any we had ever seen.  They walked into the place like they owned it; offering suggestions regarding when we could begin playing, and exactly what our set list should entail.

As I have already  stated, it is wonderful when we have a little direction in our lives.  Things move ahead much smoother; and additionally, it takes much of the burden of having to think for our selves off our shoulders.

So with a little direction and purpose, we were led on an unique musical journey of exploration and self awareness.  It was fun to play, fun to watch and even more fun just to be a part of.

They were a great group of happy people.  They were all in the right place, as it tuns out.  Bumper’s Landing caters to happy people!

The night wore on with things accelerating from Billy Joel right into Van Morrisson, and well past Neil Diamond.

It was a very intimate evening that we were lucky enough to share.  Spending a night with this group was quite memorable.

It was also our very last night to play at Bumper’s this year.

Looking backwards gave us pause to admire all of the amazing shows that we played, summer through fall and now onto winter.

We are very lucky to be a cherished part of the Bumper’s Landing “family”.  We do not take it lightly.  We all work hard, and expect only excellence in our work ethic there.  The staff and all of the regulars each add so much to the experience that we are both so very excited to begin and optimistic new year!

Rb

So its the holiday season around these parts; and everyone seems to be into the holiday spirits.

That’s perfect for us.  We love the holiday spirits.  They keep everyone happy and in the right frame of mind during a busy time of the year.

It was just such an experience that we had last weekend at Bumper’s Landing in Harrison Township.

Right from the start, there were smiles and happy faces when we opened the door to set up for the night.  It seems that there were lovely ladies in the house from a salon in Macomb Township, hosting their holiday party.

They were so much fun that Carl and I were just hanging on for dear life from the very first set.  Some groups come in and visit Bumper’s . . . .

. . .and, then there are groups that simple come in and make themselves right at home.
They are all good and welcome, for sure.

We love it when we are told what to play and just when to play it.  You know that works for us.  The food, the fun, the drinks were flowing, and we did the best that we could just to keep up.

Bumper’s was open to the regular customers as well, as it has been this entire winter.  Its a new thing for them and they are adjusting accordingly.

The music was up-tempo for most of the night, with a few slow songs in there to keep everyone honest.

We had some wonderful fans that come to hear us at other venues, who decided to drop by and visit.  Always nice to connect with them.  We even had some gals that needed to sing, and a place to do it.  We were happy to oblige them.  Always happy to help a rising star on the way to reaching their musical goal.

This night simply flew past, as it became midnight before we even knew it.  One thing we can count on at Bumper’s is that we never know what to expect.  Its always something there, and mostly always something different!

Rb

The very first thing that we noticed were the smiles.

The girls at the door as we arrived; the friendly bartender who gratefully brought us cold, refreshing beer.

The manager, the busboys, the waitresses and I would imagine, the owner as well.  Everyone was smiling. . .

Got to be a happy place, right?

The Rochester Tap Room is all of that, and even more.

Let’s begin with the acoustics of the room.

Although it is certainly not a traditional shaped venue, (It kind of winds and meanders around).  Whatever shape it is, works acoustically.  The sound is great from where we are playing.  You can tell by simply playing at a lower volume.  If you can hear everything, then you have a great room to entertain in.

Jeff the manager mixed the sound the was sent from our board, and got the level perfect for the entire restaurant.  We didn’t even need to bring in our big speakers to accomplish the task.

There were lots of people already frequenting the Tap Room on this night.  Although the weather was pretty nasty outside, there were several tables of hardy folk, enjoying the fellowship and food.

Our first set was pretty quiet and careful.  Carl and I never want to be shown the door before we even get to use the bathroom.  We took it easy and let our sound matriculate throughout the place.

When we finished our first ever set, we asked the staff if everything was to their liking.  So far so good.

It was then that a few tables of our good friends came in to share our evening with us.  A big birthday celebration was front and center.  Some wonderful friends from The Great Oaks Country Club.  They had been looking forward to this night for a while, and we were looking forward to being able to play some Irish favorites as soon as everyone arrived.

It was a long second set.  It was also a lot of fun.  We were lucky enough o have Jerry and his wife join us.  (The third member of Bob and Carl).  Also, the indomitable Eddie Stein was there, to make sure that we weren’t playing any Cockroach music without paying royalties.  (He did mention that he was thinking about adding a new pool on to his new house). Hmmmmmm….

Anyway, by the end of the third set, the entire place was singing along in unison.  We were so happy to be making a connection with the people at the Tap Room.  Always worry that in a new venue, we might not be the right fit.

Although we did begin a bit early because of the weather, we finished the night late.  we played about a half hour of encores before the people would let us go.

Our first impression of the Rochester Tap Room was very warm and enjoyable.  The room was really fun and the people were great.

Hope to come back and play again, sometime down the road.  If this night was any indication, it will be something worth waiting for.

Rb

Well,

It certainly felt like it, on wonderful November Saturday evening at Bumper’s Landing.  Everywhere you looked there were smiles and happy people.  They were singing and dancing and partying until they couldn’t party any more.

That was what we will remember about last Saturday night as we loaded our equipment back into the van, before heading home.

We, pretty much have the whole world in our hands.

When we are entertaining, and everyone is happy and smiling and singing . . .  it doesn’t get too much better than that.  We certainly feel like our job has been accomplished when that happens.

When we arrived earlier that evening, there were already lots of happy people at Bumper’s.  They were celebrating Vince’s birthday.  Why wouldn’t they be happy!

Lots of dancing, lots of partying, lots of fun.  We were enjoying everything.  The food, the drinks, the sights and sounds.  Never dull at Bumper’s!

The football game was also lots of fun.  When the home team is winning, everyone is much happier.  Tonight, both teams won.

The drinks were flowing, the music was echoing throughout the bar, while girls and guys got up to shake a leg.

We threw out some of our best summer-time songs, much to the delight of the patrons on the dance floor.  We also got a chance to play most every request that we were asked to play.

Things got hotter and hotter until the regulars broke out into song of their own: “He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands”

It was truly the highlight of the night; unfortunately, things deteriorated quickly from there.  Everyone was feeling great, and at that point, eager to express themselves and their feelings.

After a brief bit of mayhem, Carl and I shoulder’d our guitars to truly mellow out and restore order for the evening.

It was another great Saturday evening at Bumper’s.  For the most part, everyone had a wonderful time.

We can’t say enough about the incredible staff working here.  They go above and beyond each and every night, for the customers as well as the owner.  Carl and I are continually in awe of how hard and how tenaciously they work.

It will be a few weekend before we return.  However, when we do, we have no doubt that another amazing night awaits us!

After all . . . it will be a Saturday night at Bumper’s Landing!!!

Rb