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The Graveyard Hounds
Finally, the witching hour of midnight arrived and Syracuse's own psychobilly punks The Graveyard Hounds began their set. The Hounds consist of Silas Sleaze on wailing laments, Mohawk Calhoun on the big stand-up bass, Renob Botard on the drums, and a mysterious figure known only as The Grimli on what he refers to as The Devil's Six-string. Due to a recent injury where he cut off several of his toes, drummer Renob Botard was unable to perform with the group for the evening and in his place was Dr. Revel Thrashenstien.
The band jumped, jived, and wailed through a storming performance that opened with my personal favorite song by the Hounds called Boozehound Blues. I LOVE that song.
About midway through the group's performance, Calhoun's bass broke. While Calhoun and his girlfriend fixed the instrument, Silas Sleaze encouraged The Grimli and Botard to keep up a surf riff. Meanwhile, Sleaze regaled the audience with a poetic tale of a life gone tragically bad. The audience was drunkenly enthralled.
When Calhoun was back up and running, The Graveyard Hounds finished out their rocking set which included the songs Brutal Brew, and NASCAR Massacre as well as many others.
As the Hounds played the rest of their set, I sat down in the tattoo chair and got a new piece by Rissa on my forearm. My daughter Eliza's birthday was coming up. Her nickname is "Piglet" and so I got a heart with Piglet inside it and her name.
When the band finished, I took a break from getting my new ink until after the final raffles were held. I thanked the crowd for coming and told them to look forward to the next show! Then, as the crowd dispersed, and I went back to my new tattoo. By the time I was finished, the club was empty, the clean up had been finished, and the night was over.
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