TrolleyBUZZ - April 25 2002
This is the page that reports the poop!  Every week there's a blow out quality hoe-down in Dayton, and it happens at The Trolley Stop every Thursday at 9:00.  It's called The Acoustic Revival, and you can expect dicey manuvers and high shinanigans.  The photographic evidence will be complied, reviewed, and displayed here for easy viewing.  Check back every few days to see what went wrong the previous week. 
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Ok Teens!  It's TrolleyBUZZ time!
Ah, let's get right to the goofy.
In an apparent attempt to get the upper hand in her endless battle against the evil FezPimP, Danni has been gulping down a steady diet of beef glands and Moose steroids.  It appears the be working.
ALTERNATE JOKE -
Boy, you're not going to believe what they've got planned for the re-make of
"Fantasy Island".
Breast Related Fun - Who doesn't hold a certain fondness for the female chest area?  This entire region has inspired so much happiness for so many reasons.  You will get many different reactions from the sudden exposure of this portion of a woman.  Cramer is a little thrown, shall we say.  Brian (aside from being a very fine Player who's going to be stepping up at The Acoustic Revival) is made extremely happy.  EXTREMELY happy.  The guy lower left?  Tried to devour the fleshy sweater puppy.  John, in a move that's tough for me to decifer, immediately reached into his wallet and produced some hard cash.  And this Trolley Stop regular magically produced a pair of roses from thin air and asked the owner of the hooter in question to marry him.
Dave Shields!  It's Your BIRTHDAY!!! And to celebrate you've decided to pound down a metric butt-load of hard booze.  In spite of this he produced a fine (but brief) set of his music.  He's been out to The Revival since day one, he's a real Player, and we like him. 
Happy Birthday Dave Shields!
Mandy. No real attempt at humor here.  Just, you know, Mandy.
Some additional Boob related material:  Just so there's no confusion, it's NOT ok to grab, even if the guy isn't looking.
What's That Feeling, Deep Down Inside?  BEER LOVE, HONEY!
Hey folks, time for a little bit of... experimentation.  We've talked about Suds-illingus, Beer-latio, other perversions have appeared on these pages as well.  But the kinky nature that hides within us all will find other outlets.  Take a look around at the evidence compiled here.  To the left, The Tomcat tries to explain his exotic and disturbing dancing to his Suds, the moves that have earned him the nickname "Lord Of The Prance".  No chance brother.  Look at the smile on that guy with the ink.  You know he's up to something that can only be descibed as... dirty.
And check out the Size Queens at 12 o'clock.  Hey ladies, whatever you can handle.  That's gonna' take two hands sister.  And look, a FOURSOME! And they're doing it with a lit cigarette.  Beer Love holds no judgement.  Look at the beautiful blonde on the right there.  A premature finish for her.  Stings, doesn't it darllin'?  You just rest a little while and do it again.  Lower right, these guys are into Big Jugs.  We've all heard the "More Than A Mouthful" comment.  Fact is, when it's Beer Love some guys have enormous mouths.  And the man with the dark beer?  Beer Love doesn't descriminate, it knows all races, colors, and creeds.  You follow your heart, my friend.  And there in the lower left hand corner?  Two guys, sharing.  Sharing! But let's not be prudish.  Swapping is ok with the Brew, so it should be alright with you.  And lastly, on the left there's Brother John, Mister Beer Love, with the good old fashioned sort of love.  He's been around, you know that by the look in his eye.  He's got the scars of a life fully lived.  And he knows how to get a Great Big Hairy Freak On.  But the pure feeling is enough for him.  Once you've had true, real, whole, pure, BEER LOVE, all the extras just don't seem important.  You plant one right on that ice cold pint Brother John, and curl up for some of that red hot BEER LOVE.  You know, you're gonna' GET IT RIGHT!  Oh yes...
It's all about the Players. If you've been out to any of the shows recently, I don't have to tell you - We're part of something that's growing and alive.  Every single damn week we get some new blood, and the regulars step up with a new trick.  It's happening only at The Acoustic Revival, and only at The Trolley Stop.  These are just a few of the faces you may know, or will know in the coming weeks.  Of course, Jim Hiller is one of our MVPs.  Just a ball of lightening, and truly one of the most entertaining Players you will ever see, anywhere.  And what can be said about G.B.The Godfather of The Revival, Greg Biltz has been there since day one, proving it.  All respect to the man, ALL respect.
Cramer is a new addition, a wild stylist on the instrument, and a hell of a guy.  He swears he's gonna' sing, and I think we oughta' make him.  Dave Shields is another long time friend, truly a young lion, who can write with power and has a depth that is amazing in such a young man.  We will be getting some tunes from him up here soon, and you will be as amazed as we all are.  He's a PlayerFrank Woods is a new guy, and one of those "out of nowhere" surprises.  Very cool composition skills, really doing his own thing with his writing.  He's one of the reasons I've been busting my ass to get better definition with the P.A., he's got a very resonant voice and I'm trying to catch every word. You really need to catch him too, I think you'll dig his take on the guitar work and melody. Oh man!  Gary Calimungi! Hey, man this guy was just cool.  That's his guitar up at the top there.  He just slayed everyone, brought out that blue sound and tore up the house, and man did he get everyone going.  Did some of the most soulful, tore-down singing you've ever heard, and played that slide... woo!  Man, he took us right back to the roots of the genre.  Another "who the hell is that?" Player.  Trust me, get out to The Acoustic Revival and see this guy.  He bad, he bad.  Many words have been written about Scott Marshall and his partner in sonic crime, Kevin HARDWICK.  Suffice to say they try to take the whole scene to a new place, and get everyone's ears to open a bit wider.  Also, they are two of the nicest dudes to grace the stage.  You will hear some of their Hybrid Acoustic Mind Screw Rock only once... and then you will be changed.  FOREVER. Official announcment - WE LOVE ROBUSTO.  Yep, we love him.  Plays his butt off, sings with conviction, writes from a TOTALLY original perspective, and frankly showed up on the doorstep a fully formed - total package Player.  Just strolled in and dropped the bomb.  The fact that he can write with a kind of kinky dark wit makes him a mandatory "listen carefully" Player.  I keep hearing lyrics that I didn't see coming when he's up there.  And I like it.  WE LOVE ROBUSTO.  Another new duo that has impressed is Lackluster.  They've got one of those sounds that you can't really reference.  I mean, they sound like Lackluster.  One of the toughest tasks an artist faces is getting a seperate identity, something that is "their sound".  The tasty harmonies these guys pull off, and the melodic quality they capture is really something to hear.  Gotta' have balls to call yourself Lackluster.  Unless you deliver, and then you just let the skills do the talking.  Such is the case with these newcomers.  A nice surprise - again - was Wes Sherman.  I swear these guys just show up, he just walked in off the street and did some fine songs of his own and he was super.  He has at least one song that is a hit, I don't know the name of it (the last one he played).  Great tune.  He got his ex-wife up to sing with him, down there on the lower right in the pretty/colorful dress, that's LorraineAnd it was also his BIRTHDAY!  Happy B-day Wes-inator. Anyway, he was another welcome addition to the exploding Acoustic Revival.  That name really tells the story, because it is a Revival, and you're all the reason why.
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Happy Birthday, By The Way!  Happy Birthday Mandy...