“Paleface Makes Big Noise”
with Jumpin’ JB

Fridays from 8pm-Midnight

There is a half-lit horizon that middle aged madmen who summon up 51 years of chasing a music muse call upon when offering a program of cyber-surreality like this one.

                Paleface Makes Big Noise is uniquely my vision.  Fortunate that, since I imagine no one else would lay claim to what is apparently a fizzled beaker of fun.

                And it is!  But it’s mine.  And the show is the sum of its parts, from the opening gambit of goofs, to the closing benediction, with our stated mantra in between to “man up, mouse up, and mix up the music medicine.”

                Scripture counsels us to “make a joyful noise to the Lord, praise Him with dance and song.”  Nietzche said, “Without music, life would be an error.”  Keith Richards said, “Music is a language that doesn’t speak in words, it’s in emotions, and if it’s in the bones, it’s in the bones!”  I say, 72 west, 41 north, aka hgrnj.org, is a fine place to put the above advice into practice, as we hold the advancing age walls apart as long as we can rage against the Dying of the 3 Chord Light together.  Now if you’ll be so kind, Hepsters…knock me your lobes!

P.S. – My oldest friend, Lou/Steve gave me a bumper sticker last year, and I quote, “John Lennon said ‘Give Peace a Chance.’  I say, ‘Give the Prince of Peace a chance!’”  That’s about right.