While in Graduate School, I worked for three years at a little Holiday Inn six nights a week with a B,(early 70's-same B-3 I play now), Whirlitzer piano on top and a Univox drum machine. Man, that thing was crude, but we built a good base of folks who came by to "sit in". Competent players were always welcome, but when a non-playing "dufus" showed up, we'd run them out the front door.

Funny thing, though. We NEVER met a pretty young female vocalist who wasn't invited to stay; often all night in room 103 (guess who's room that was...HE HE?)!

Russ (Aging horndog) Lay

[This message has been edited by captain Russ (edited 02-05-2010).]