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Our
favorite fourth Rocketeer, Joie, rips it up with a screamin'
Bryce (Left) while the hotties line the stage at the Busted
Lift on a hot July night. |
Sporting
our snazzy new uniforms provided by the Tater Booth from
All That Jazz earlier in the evening, Neil and Tom look
all business like. |
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The
crowd was jumpin' and then some late into the night as guest
rocker after guest rocker joined us on the stage for their
moment in the spotlight. |
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A
full house at the Busted Lift. There's Neil's dad on the
left lookin back at the camera. And don't we look professional
in those taters shirts. All the girls wanted our shirts
at the end of the night. Grooow! They obviously didn't smell
them first. |
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Sorry
Tom for having to explain this one to your Wife! Ahhh, sometimes
it's a rough job we have. But when Dubuque needs to be rocked
we must answer the call to arms. Even if we're called to
these arms. |
Chris
(The Doctor) Bloom sits in for our acoustic set with stellar
harmonies and also played during our breaks at the Lift.
And he played until his fingers bled... Literally! Way to
sacrifice for the team, man. |
Ain't
she lovely... The crowd's chants for "Joie," "Joie," "Joie,"
were answered by "Hit Me with Your Best Shot" and "I Love
Rock and Roll." ...FIRE AWAY! |
And
the crowd goes wild!!! We started our "last" song at about
1:05 a.m. but they wouldn't let us stop for another half
hour. A problem we'll take anytime. They wore us out so
bad we had to come back the next day for our stuff. Eggs
and bacon we're top priority for the crew on this night. |
Tom's
most important job... stand there and look sexy! Meanwhile,
Neil looks equally sexy layin' down a fat beat while Bryce
tries not to forget the words after four hours
of sweatin' out Michelob Ultras. |
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More
fun with Joie, but ain't it always. |
Joie's
"Big Dogs" bandmate Dave Krambeck joins in on backups
while she collects high-five from the front row.
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Katie,
Sarah and the girls get down to the funky groove while Bryce
toasts the gathered Rocketeers. For one more sultry Summer
night, the town had been sufficiently rocked. |
Looks
like one of them amatuer pictures you see of Bigfoot in
the woods... hide your children. |
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