A six piece ensemble bringing heartfelt harmonies
to classic and original Country Western Honky Tonk, vintage Bluegrass, jumping' Jug Band, forgotten Folk, glorious Gospel and great songs from the Walls of Time!
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HOWDY FRIENDS! Come see us at Pine Lake Lounge, a Great Spot for listening and Having Fun!!!
TURN YOUR RADIO ON! Oct. 22, 8pm, WRFG 89.3 FM (no static at All!)
Upright Bass, Dobro, Mandolin
Reverend Roland Alston
THE FALSE HEARTED LOVERS STORY
After leaving Henagar, AL, quick, Cowboy Dave was thumbin’ his way cross America, singing for his supper with just a bindle and an old Martin guitar under his arm. Somewhere outside of Rosine KY, he bumped into Rev. Roland Alston who was trying to hop a freight with a suitcase full of fried chicken and an upright bass on his back. They started travelin’ together, and one rainy night in Knoxville, TN, they stopped into the White Elephant Saloon at Thirteenth and Elm streets, and heard the mellifluous tones of the lovely Miss Susan Rutherford, known as “The Knoxville Songbird”. After a wild house party that night, the three joined up in search of fame and fortune. Developing their act in road houses, hobo jungles and union halls, they got their first chance to perform on the radio in San Antonio, Gospel station KCHY, sponsored by a local furniture store. In a Model A they bought off a DJ in Perryville, Texas, they pulled into Bakersfield, CA and entered a hillbilly band competition at a state fair. While waiting to perform, they met singer-banjo player, and rum-runner, Handsome Trey Palmer, and then the sparks were flying! Now a quartet, they took the stage and tore through "Sally Let Your Bangs Hang Down" with rocking rhythms and risque lyrics. They won the competition, but due to a misunderstanding between the husband of the event-organizer and Handsome Trey, the group was on the road again, thinking of hitting the Canada Circuit while things cooled off stateside. But before making it to Alberta, they picked up Fiddlin’ Carla Gamper, the “Girl From The North Country”, who was hitching along the borderline, trying to put some miles between her and a gambler named Diamond Sid Pettibone. Realizing that they’d be less recognizable as a five piece, the band took the name False Hearted Lovers, traded the Model A for a 1941 Chevrolet Airport stretch limo and headed for Nashville!
Things was going pretty well, til our heroes encountered car trouble on a gravel road just outside of Albuquerque, NM. It must have been 110 in the shade, couldn't say cause there weren't no shade. We was just about to throw in the towel when this hot blonde number in a 1957 Ford Thunderbird (245-horsepower engine in the beefy 5.1-liter V-8) pulled up and offered to help. Well, Handsome Trey hopped into that flame-red leather interior before you could say, "Bob's your Uncle", and they headed off in search of a wrecker. About 2 hours later, a guy named Chip "Wildman" Harlan came by with a tow truck and somehow managed to get that car runnin. Turns out, he could play the heck out of a telecaster with modified B and E benders, and sing a fair piece too, so we signed him up that night over a few drinks. Never did see Handsome Trey again, until about a week later we stopped into a roadhouse near Abilene TX, and there was Handsome Trey, holding forth on Git Fiddle with a group called "Sweet Young Twang", and there was That Same Blonde playing the heck out of an up-right bass and singing' to break your heart! We smoked up all the bourbon and such, Hootenannied til the dawn's early light, wished SYT the best, and eased on down the road. Somewhere around Memphis, we ran out of gas and pushed the limo into what appeared to be a closed down gas station. It must have been about 3 in the am, not a soul in sight, not a dog barking, moon just about down, when Rev. Roland heard what appeared to be gospel organ wafting out of the darkness. We followed the sultry refrains round back of that gas station and found a man we'd later know as Howie "Doc" Krisel, enraptured by the lovely sounds of his own creation, along with a few spell-bound barn cats. Howie was more than happy to help us out of a jam, jam with us, get his ol' neighbor lady to see after those cats and hit the road to Nashville! (To Be Continued...)
SOME PLACES WE'VE BEEN!
Bluegrass Brunch @ Big Tex!
308 W Ponce De Leon Ave Ste H, Decatur, GA, 30030
Chatt Fest Country Fair--Really Neat!! (And a little wet...)
Hutcheson Ferry Park, Chatt Hills, GA
Piedmont Park Green Market
1071 Piedmont Ave NE, Atlanta, GA 30309
Oakhurst PorchFest--ALWAYS A GREAT TIME!!
214 Mead Rd. Decatur, GA
Pinelake Festival--SUPER FUN!!
Pine Lake, GA
The Pullman--ROCKED IT!!
1992 Hosea L Williams Dr NE, Atlanta, GA 30317
East Atlanta Farmer's Market
572 Stokeswood Ave SE, Atlanta, GA 30316
Christ the King Lutheran Church
5575 Peachtree Parkway, Peachtree Corners, GA
Glenwood Park Music in the Park
890 Bill Kennedy Way Atlanta, GA United States 30316
2031 Bolton Rd NW Atlanta, Georgia 30318
Waller's Coffee Shop
240 Dekalb Industrial Way, Decatur GA 30030
Backyard Comedy Night
Atlanta GA 30316