I completed my groupie status and, after blowing off my job's holiday party to go to St. Vitus in December, I literally flew out to Cleveland just for one night, just for this show. My buddy drove down from Detroit, and we had an absolute blast. I knew it would be an awesome show in the polka heart of the United States, and it didn't disappoint.
I'm the one that tweeted (X'd?) the video of you singing along with In Heaven There is No Beer. I also have the entirety of Vicki's Polka, including the polka line, if you want it. I can try to share on X but I think it's too long, and it doesn't look like Substack lets me upload stuff unless I'm missing it somewhere.
As an aside, if your clarinet player is ever under the weather for shows in NY/NJ/PA, I'm your dude.
Kidding, but not really.
In all seriousness, my friend had come from a funeral that morning, and when you said polka would cure the sadness (coming from the Browns losing, for much of the audience at least), you were not wrong. It was the most fun we've had in a long, long time. Went back to the hotel and provided sloppily drunk renditions of our favorites to the poor, bemused bartender until they kicked us out at 2:00 A.M. What a fucking blast. Thanks so much again.
That was a hell of a show in Cleveland, can attest to the polka train/conga line circling the room (my ass struggled to keep up but we linked up dammit!)
I can't even deny I was excited all week for this show, and now a week later dunno what I'm gonna do with myself this Saturday. But, great show all. Polka never fuckin dies!
I completed my groupie status and, after blowing off my job's holiday party to go to St. Vitus in December, I literally flew out to Cleveland just for one night, just for this show. My buddy drove down from Detroit, and we had an absolute blast. I knew it would be an awesome show in the polka heart of the United States, and it didn't disappoint.
I'm the one that tweeted (X'd?) the video of you singing along with In Heaven There is No Beer. I also have the entirety of Vicki's Polka, including the polka line, if you want it. I can try to share on X but I think it's too long, and it doesn't look like Substack lets me upload stuff unless I'm missing it somewhere.
As an aside, if your clarinet player is ever under the weather for shows in NY/NJ/PA, I'm your dude.
Kidding, but not really.
In all seriousness, my friend had come from a funeral that morning, and when you said polka would cure the sadness (coming from the Browns losing, for much of the audience at least), you were not wrong. It was the most fun we've had in a long, long time. Went back to the hotel and provided sloppily drunk renditions of our favorites to the poor, bemused bartender until they kicked us out at 2:00 A.M. What a fucking blast. Thanks so much again.
That was a hell of a show in Cleveland, can attest to the polka train/conga line circling the room (my ass struggled to keep up but we linked up dammit!)
I can't even deny I was excited all week for this show, and now a week later dunno what I'm gonna do with myself this Saturday. But, great show all. Polka never fuckin dies!
I’m so incredibly sad I had to miss the Cleveland show. It’s been bumming me out all week.