Just Friends at Knoebel's and other news

Day job and other commitments have kept me hopping since last Wednesday, so this is the first chance I've had to post. Just Friends, with special guest Dave Kelly (relation), traveled to Knoebel's Aug. 12th for another successful performance. Perfect weather and a good on-stage energy set the tone for two really great shows. For the final performance, just as we hit the stage a truly nasty storm blew up. We began to tear down and give up, but then Vince's "the show must go on" circuitry kicked in. We cobbled together some mics and monitors and entertained a small but enthusiastic crowd sitting underneath the overhang in the back of the amphitheatre. Of note: I went out into the audience on Sweet Caroline and carried on with the audience a while. John Wilson and Jim Wallish continue to blend in on vocals, and our harmonies are good and getting better. My little brother, of course, tore it up like he always does.

The next day, we went down to see the aforementioned Little Brother and his band Leghorn at the Fuzzy Few in Hummelstown. They sounded awesome as usual. I especially enjoyed David's cover of the country song/inspirational pep talk "Don't Blink." Good advice and a good tune. Opening for Leghorn was Shawn Oliveira's band, Six Degrees South. They sounded really good. I recently met one of the guitar players, Dave Gang, who does a great job on guitar setups and repairs, according to my brother. Also, their lead singer, Jeff Seyfried, is someone I've met before, but only when we're both wearing suits. He's an attorney, and has an excellent voice. When he told me he's only been singing a little while, I just didn't believe him.

In other music news, the Durable Goods Version 2 or 3 played a benefit in Camp Hill last Saturday to raise funds for the Starzl Foundation in memory of Carol Carroll, Lee Carroll's wife who passed away this past year. It was a success, raising over $6,000 for this worthy cause. Charlie, Joreen, myself and a new drummer, Eric Lohr, played an early set for a small but enthusiastic (sensing a pattern here?) crowd early in the day.

There was much excitement all day long, some from the great musical performances and some from Charlie and I trying to get sound to come out of the cobbled-together PA in some kind of coherent fashion. A group of high school kids played after us, doing some Doors covers and other tunes. They were really good for their age. Of course, my personal local favorites these days, F-Dr., put on an even better performance than they did at the ABC in June. Keep an eye on these guys. If the wind is right and they get the break they deserve, they'll be playing Bonnaroo by next year. They're really that good. Of course, Krypton City closed out the night, and they played well, even if you couldn't hear it so good down the street. It was a learning experience, to be sure. I've learned that there's nothing like a sound guy who knows what he's doing.

There are some pretty heavy crosses being carried by some folks we know. Don't forget to pray for them. I once got some great advice from a good friend of a good friend who lost a loved one. He said, "Love your people. Tell them you love them." I can't be reminded of that often enough.

Better Late Than Never

Sunday afternoon, the Just Friends Band had the privilege of playing for the most patient audience I've ever seen.



Due to "technical difficulties" which included a squirrel's nest in the distribution box



and a wiring job straight out of a Goofy cartoon, our 1:00 performance started promptly at 2:30. Thanks to all of you gentle readers who waited around for the show and were so supportive with your applause and compliments. Thanks also to Larry Mummert and the Tall Cedars of Lebanon for inviting us to play and being so appreciative. The Muscular Dystrophy Association has been a fixture in all of our lives, and I'm sure some of you, like me, have memories of watching Jerry Lewis as the summer winds down. Hopefully, there will come a time when kids will wonder what "MDA" stood for. Kudos also to WHP 580, to the owners of the classic cars who aided in the fundraising, and to Boscov's, who hopefully got that little ground and neutral wire thing worked out eventually.

Most of all, a heartfelt thanks to Riley Johnson, who opened for us again this year. Especially touching was his dedication of the song "Friends" to Andy Guest, who recently passed away from complications due to ALS. I've said it before and I'll say it again. Watching that young man perform is God's memo to me that says, "Now, what was it you were complaining about?"



Despite the snafus, it was great to see so many of our old friends and family as well as some new fans. Shout-outs go to my Dad, Dave Weyl, Dave Gang, Jeff Seyfried, Alex Harden and Ryan, my little brother and his lovely wife Kathy, Parker and Renna, Nino and Heather, Jack, Gio, Tara and little Gio, Sean, and all our friends from St. Catherine's. Thanks for your patience and support. Also, the MVP award goes to our drummer, John Wilson, without whose help the guys from the mall would probably still be looking at that wiring and scratching their heads. Honorable mention goes to Brian Juran, who at one point just started slashing cables open with a knife and said, "The show must go on!"

If you were there and I forgot to mention you, don't be offended. After all, I couldn't even remember that "Tequila" is in G. Go ahead and giggle. I deserve it.

Telegram from Busyashelltown

Back from vacation stop Beautiful weather great bed and breakfast stop Jinny and Zane's granddaughter is wicked cute will post photos later stop Returned to huge stack of work and stuff to do stop Played gig with Roger and Chris at Midtown Art Center a nice venue which hopefully will do well enough so they can actually hire musicians stop Played Dead songs at open mic last night with Bill Nork and Joreen at Gullifty's to celebrate Garcia stop Getting ready to play the MDA benefit with Just Friends at Colonial Park on Sunday at 1:00 for one hour stop I'm tired and I want to go to bed so now I'll stop