The Diary of Elvis' bass player

This is the story of my life in an Elvis Tribute Show

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Location: Peoria, Illinois, United States

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

Chapter 3, The Elvis Family Album

This is Bruce, our drummer. Not only can Bruce pat his head, rub his belly and whistle 'Dixie' all at the same time, he's the only person I know who has a full collection of David Hasselhoff CD's. Bruce, you rock!











Jason, our keyboardist. In this picture, Jason was telling us all about his worst nightmare, in which his keyboards burst into flames during his solo in the middle of "In-A-Gadda-Da-Vita." I shudder just thinking about it.










This is Steve, but I call him 'Dad' for short. Notice his trusty blue axe within quick reach? You better not come around here and accuse US of having no one in our band who can play "The Boxer."
You'd likely get showed, real quick.












This is Randy. Everyone should have a Randy, even Randy.
















This is Al. We make him dance and he buys us Pizza.
















And here is Lovable Grover!

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My dad's band has a Randy too! Randy's are really handy to have around. I think their Randy books their gigs for them. Handy Randy.
~Molly

Monday, April 24, 2006 1:28:00 AM  
Blogger JasonS said...

Gotta tell ya...that's one fine looking piano player you've got.

Friday, August 04, 2006 12:46:00 AM  

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