The holidays were approaching fast and all we wanted for Christmas was for Butch to get his new knee installed and working so that we could get the band back “up and running”. We got our wish….Butch got his knee and it was working great (he’s a pro at this knee thing by now) so we were ready to start rehearsing with plans to record a new CD during the winter doldrum months. Then we get the call from Stephen telling us he has a serious respiratory infection and we would have to put the recording project on hold until he can beat this thing. January turned into February and Stephen was not feeling any better. After a couple of months battling this he sadly decided that he would have to leave the band to concentrate on his health. Stephen is an amazing bass player but we had to keep the Mojo workin’, so unfortunately, we parted ways. The bass player revolving door continued………..
We remembered a cat named Charlie that auditioned for the bass player slot the same night as Stephen. He impressed us as a monster player that night too. Would it be possible that Charlie was available and we could avoid the misery of auditioning bass players??? We figured no way is he available….Charlie is a pro and he surely in a steady gig but what the hell…..we had to find out….we had to make the call…..maybe we would get a break…….maybe we would get a late Christmas present.
We shot an email off to Charlie and the answer we got made us think “Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus”. Charlie had just split from the band he had been working with and he was available but more importantly he was interested. Interested hell…he was in.
Now we are feeling lucky (plus we are now sure there is a Santa Claus and he’s working for us) so we thought what the hell….let’s find someone to front the band. Mara had been out since July and since we were retooling it would be a good time to look for a singer to front the band. We posted an ad and hoped we would get another late Christmas present……..
We got quite a few replies but the one that sounded the most promising was Deanna’s. She sent us a short mp3 and something about her voice made us think “this girl might have it”. She came to the audition and we were determined not to act to quickly. We were going to audition a few people before we made a decision. No way were we going to pick the first person that walked through the door. It would not happen. We we’re going to audition a few singers to hear who was out there.
Deanna sang the first song and we were all thinking “hmmm…she pretty good” after the second song we were thinking “she got some serious pipes” by the third song it was over…….the 4 of us, the 4 hard ass, high mileage, blues playing curmudgeons that walk into bars, spit on the floor and then proceed to rock the shit out of the blues, the 4 of us who had decided we were not hiring the first singer that walked in the door, no way, no how, not this time, ain’t happening……. had been won over by this young girl with more soul in her voice than a roomful of preachers at Sunday service.
So, Yes, Virginia, There Is a Santa Claus (and I think he’s a blues lover)