The 3rd periodic 340 Club Reunion has been postponed indefinitely

Before there was an Animal House there was a 340 Club; before there was a Dean Wormer there was a Harold "the fuck" Martin; before there was John Blutarsky or a Daniel Simpson Day there was Tim Lutter, Sil Simpson, Dan Joyce, Tim Getzloff, Dick Lichty, Jim Shay, Phil Zangari, Chris Joyce, Dave Petkosh, Mitch Herr, Kenny Giltner, Dean Staherski, Randy Brown, John Emswiler, Sue Krimmell Emswiler and myself; before there were any Delta Tau Chi pledge pins, there were 340 Club cards; before Otis Day & the Knights, the 340 Jukebox; before there were Delta Brothers there were the usual gang of idiots that congregated at 328, 340 (twice) and 338 West King Street in Lancaster, Pennsylvania for a decade beginning in August 1974. This blog is dedicated to those idiots and those times. God bless Kenny, Mitch and Chris; may they rest in peace.

















virtual 340 Club members

Friday, March 27, 2009

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Sharks @ Chameleon Club Easter Saturday, April 12th

April 12th is a big night! Tiger will be seeking another Master's title ... HBO has a solid fight card which not includes live bouts but the debut of their Pacheao-Hatton preview series and the premiere of HBO's new documentary on the Thrilla in Manilla. It is also the 1st full weekend of the 2009 baseball season and -

THE SHARKS are doing a show at Lancaster's Chameleon Club ... doors open at 8:00 pm

Monday, March 23, 2009

Bad to the Bone, Ba Ba Ba Ba Baad

I went to see George last night ... first time in 28 years ... last time was JFK with the Stones and Foreigner just before ol' George did 50 shows, in 50 nights, in 50 states ... just about as cool a trick as has been done in rock annuals ... cept for maybe this one ... he was playing a club in D.C. across the street from another joint when, in the middle of "Madison Blues" (a signature song for both GT and DD and The Nighthawks who happened to be playing at the other spot) he left the stage and carrying his guitar walked across the street to the other club ... in the middle of street he exchanged guitars with the Nighthawk's Jimmy Thackery and the two of them continued their journey's to each other's venues ... with George joining the Nighthawks to comple the blazing blues tune and Thacker doing the same with the Destroyers ... now that is rock n' roll in the key of E!!! The below revue was written by DAVID MALACHOWSKI as a special to the Albany Times Union reviewing a show at The Egg that took place on March 12th. In the interim George played Atlantic City and plays Wilmington tonight, March 23rd. If I was retired I'd be at tonight's show. Alas, back to work tomorrow.

Blues rocker George Thorogood and his Delaware Destroyers came to Harrisburg’s Forum last night before 2200 hard rock, baby boomers (NOTE: anything in italics was edited or written by me) and threw a rock and roll party that proved he’s still bad to the bone.

The opening act was a Memphis based songwriter named Tom Hambridge who proved very competent in his just right six song stint. Then after a brief intermission, the stage darkened and the entire Barry McGuire Eve of Destruction played to a light show. P.J. Sloan’s timeless lyrics evoke 2009 just as much as 1967. When the song ended GT and DD strolled unto the stage and began a rollicking romp through blues infused and just as timeless rock riffs.

Carrying the torch for blues and old time rock for decades now, the nearing 60 guitar slinger showed no visible signs of wear as he played nearly two hours.
Thorogood and his band; drummer Jeff Simon, bassist Billy Blough, guitarist Jim Suhler and saxman Buddy Leach, were dressed head to toe in black and came out in blinding white light, an effect that recalled the extraterrestrials coming off of the mothership in the movie “ET.”

Swinging his black Gibson guitar around like a weapon, Thorogood immediately had the restless, rowdy sold-out crowd in the palm of his hands with hard hitting gems like the thunderous “Who Do You Love,” pounding “Night Time Is The Right Time” and crowd pleaser “I Drink Alone.”

Thorogood then ripped through blistering versions of “One Bourbon, One Scotch and One Beer” and “Cocaine Blues” as the already ramped up crowd went completely nuts. There wasn’t a whole lot of variation or variety here, but none was called for. The black clad bunch often stood in line and occasionally turned in unison, and the choreography, posing and light cues often seemed too slick, and at times at odds with, well, the blues.

“How about something sophisticated?” Thorogood queried before launching into the simplistic but effective “Get A Haircut,” powered by a snarling guitar. This all led to the big ba ba ba ba “Bad To The Bone,” as some searing slide work powered his signature song.

He then took it up a level with a primitive ride through Hank Williams’ “Move It On Over,” a song he’s been doing for 30 years. At this point, he’s got it down.

For an unexpected second encore, Thorogood came out sans guitar for innuendo laden “Love Doctor.” The gyrating house got on their feet, Thorogood held hands with a lady in the front row, and you had to check the calendar to make sure it wasn’t Saturday night.

The guitar and slide bar came back one more time for “Madison Blues” and after a lengthy jam, Thorogood collapsed on the floor.

His band mates then surrounded him, and pulled him back up to his feet, ala James Brown, as he triumphantly waved good night, and sent the satisfied crowd home as the Star Spangled Banner played. The bookending of the Eve of Destruction and Star Spangled Banner to bracket the show served, along with George’s steadfast fortitude, to show that all is not yet lost in this post-1984 world we live in.

Buddy Guy is here April 16th ... tough call Harrisburg Senators 2009 opener or the old bluesman.

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