TrolleyBuzzFeb142002

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. Lots on this page, so let it load even if it takes a bit (and it will...).

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Were can a guy running a web site start? Well, it was Valentine's Day, and no better example of The Love was on hand than this couple. Boy, nobody has looked at me that way since I was... wait... no, actually people look at me that way all the time. This is because -
I AM THE SEXY. Single since the last oil embargo, but so much THE SEXY. Anyway, these folks are some of Brother Greg Biltz's kin, and they have a baby on the way. So to the both of them we wish a true to life bunch of good luck and an extra large helping of happy. Plenty of other displays of affection took place, but most were not of the variety you can just slap up willie-nillie on a family type page. As a matter of fact I'm not certain if it's ok to use the term "willie-nillie".

What this babe is saying to the ever dangerous and sporty Love Man, BERZERKEL, is anybody's guess. But one thing is for sure, his ear is about the most shy embarrassed thing I have ever seen. My GOD! Look at that big red ear. What could she be saying to get such a big red ear response?
One can only wonder...

There are many kinds of love.
Beer-Love is as pure and fine a love as a man can conjure. Here, this Trolley Stop regular is talking over old times with his dwindling glass of pilsner.

Our ever-jolly pal Master Brian made an appearence at the last show with some supporters in tow. Brian has been really working on his chops and it really shows, he's one of the Players who gets better with every performance.

Also on hand, soon to be somewhere else (read the details HERE) Dave Shields played a fine selection of songs, many his own and one John Hiatt tune that I just dig, Cry Love. Once he leaves there will be a great big Dave Shields shaped hole in
The Acoustic Revival.

Love her or hate her (and oh yeah man, a LOT of people hate her - I had to set up a seperate e-mail account to handle all the vicious Britt Brand hate mail), you have to admit that The Britt takes a good picture. She also plays a fine song and is a pretty snappy dresser. All the hate apparently comes from some gag she pulled on, of all people, The Flying Walendas. You all may remember that fine old family of high wire acrobats, who for some reason and in spite of their name chose only to fly occasionally, and even when they did it was directly into the ground.
Ms. Smarty pants apparently applied a Wet Willie (second use of the word "willie" in one update... get me to a shrink) to the ear of one of the butter fingered daredevils. The irritated ear then became such a distraction that later on during the show it caused yet another whole family calamity. Come to think of it, that is a little funny...

Greg Biltz continues to display the kind of mastery of the song and stage that we, his fans, can only attempt. Every week he reminds us what were all about. Him and Mitchell Jessie have done a couple of tunes together lately and it sounds dandy. Also, Mitchell's lovely wife stopped by. We're waiting for that kid of theirs to show up but so far no luck. Some of Greg's people stopped by also, and they got to see what Greg's up to down at The Revival. Everyone had a good visit and counted contractions together.

Marc Homan and a bundle of his pals took over a whole table and then just sat there looking cool. We didn't know what to do, so we acted cool too. Ended up starting a whole deal there were the whole club just, you know, sat and looked cool. Not me, I looked like a guy with a huge head. But!
I was less noticable due to all the cool going on around me.

Scott Marshall brought out a buddy and did the best set he ever layed down, in spite of a loud belch that rocked the entire Oregon District during a love song. He just smiled and said to all the adoring females gathered around the stage, "Sorry, my ladies, but the love I feel for you could not be contained in my tiny, wirey body..." and they BOUGHT IT! God, man, I mean, who can pull something like that off? Everyone was really impressed until he farted.

These final shots are just to show the fact that we continue to have a full house all night and that we notice you guys and we THANK YOU! A couple of times I walked around and there was not one open seat in the house! That was at around 12:30! Man, that's just great, really. We're just begining, it's only going to grow, and the best is yet to come. Thanks again. "See you at The Revival" is something that more and more people are saying...