June 5, 2010 at 7p.m.
All Seats are $15
Half of the proceeds will go to theatre upgrades at the Arts Center, which is housed in the old Standish High School building.
From the SCHOOLHOUSE website:
A community arts organization located in the Old Standish High School in Sebago Lake Village, Schoolhouse Arts Center is a non-profit, community driven organization dedicated to arts education and the presentation of the arts.
Schoolhouse Arts Center’s mission is to encourage individual growth and a spirit of community through participation in the arts. Schoolhouse seek’s to foster a fun, creative, educational, and supportive arts environment where people can grow, develop skills, and involve themselves in the arts. Among these core beliefs is an idea that communities with access to the arts are richer and more vital than those without—Schoolhouse is dedicated to providing the benefits arts involvement to an area that may otherwise be underserved.
Formed in the spring of 1988 by Hank and Nancy Beebe, Schoolhouse initially endeavored to produce community plays. An arts education program was implemented in the fall of 1989, a board of directors was formed in 1990 and in 1994, the group purchased the Old Standish High School building in Sebago Lake Village—shown at right in a photograph circa 1920. A wing was added later to the south side of the building, which now serves as the dance studio and second floor art room. The basement was remade into the main performance space, with the first and second floor rooms as classroom and meeting space.
Glena and Troy
That’s at Kathy and Jimbo’s wedding a few years back when ole’ Glen was still in the band.
Carter and Steve
Random picture: Carter and Steve in the isolation booth at Acadia Recording during sessions for “Get the Show on the Road.” What is Carter doing?
The fun merchants have landed
by Will Gottlieb
Coastal Journal staff
Jug bands are by definition instrumental ensembles built around the sound of someone blowing across the neck of a jug. On Half Moon Jug Band’s new “Get the Show on the Road” CD, the jug sound itself is implied rather than included or featured, or perhaps a jug or two (or six or twelve) of Pemaquid Ale were emptied in the process of making this thing — we don’t know. Perhaps no one associated with HMJB has ever even seen an alcoholic beverage, but in any event, they do not appear to be hobbled by sobriety.
Basically, what we’ve got here is Fun with a capital “F,” a party album that is true to the region and the times, that reminds me a lot of Brave Combo: a multi-instrumental rock ’n roll casserole topped with mandolins, slide guitars and a dash of folkie musicality. (Not “Cum By Ya,” exactly, but sufficiently acoustic and rootsy to justify the appellation.)
The HMJB lineup includes Troy R. Bennett (vocals, guitar, banjo, mandolin, and various other instruments & objects); Mike Petruk (vocals, drums, congas); and Stephen Brewer (vocals, bass, sax, kazoo); Glen Bolduc on vocals, trumpet and mandolin, and Carter Ruff on vocals and slide guitar.
These guys are tight; these guys are noisy; these guys are entertaining. “Get the Show on the Road” is big, hairy, punchy fun, and you’re going to love it.
A few of the tunes on this CD represent topical explorations of Things Musical, particularly “Get the Show on the Road” (a high-energy rave ala Brave Combo), and “Jug Band Music” (self explanatory, declarative, definitive). Then there’s “Kill Your Television,” which is sort of a public service soundbyte that includes some thoughtful and very catchy lyrics (“The boob tube must die, die-d-d-die, d-d-die-d-die-d-die”). It’s even got a ballad, Troy R. Bennett’s own “The Fryeburg Fair,” a romantic rocker with just enough multi-instrumental eccentricity to make it on this album.
The other theme on this CD is, ah, romance…as in, boy meets girl (“Eventually,” “The Fryeburg Fair”), boy loses girl (“Firecracker”), boy gets girl but then realizes she’s got a fish’s butt (“The Mermaid”), and so on. It’s even got a few traditional tunes on it, including an over-the-top jug band/polka version of “This Land is Your Land” (listed on the liner notes as having been written “by Woody friggin’ Guthrie!”).
In short, this is The Stuff.
