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The Tom Cherry Experience

Monday, March 27, 2017

Far Away from the Smogberry Trees

Dr. Demento

It’s time to wind up your radio! Historic Farmland USA is proud to present Sean Heline in a special concert tribute to Dr. Demento on April 1st! Since 1970, the disc jockey known as Dr. Demento (a.k.a. Barret Hansen) has been sharing his love for novelty songs, comedy madness and unusual recordings with listeners from all around the world! Join Sean Heline and his gang of zanies (Tom Cherry, Jerry and Judy Cole, Cliff Lowe, Ron Ragle, Jeff Rapkin, Jeff Shull and Katy Wolfe) at the Farmland Community Center as they present an evening of classic novelty songs and demented comedy skits in honor of the good doctor!

The concert begins at 6:30 pm on April 1st at the Farmland Community Center (100 N. Main St, Farmland, IN). The show is free to all, but a free will donation is always appreciated.

For more information, please call 765-468-7631.

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Saturday, November 18, 2006

I Know It's Only Rock and Roll, but I Like It

I went to see Barenaked Ladies in concert last night with my TiVo man, Nick. Here's some numbered observations (Kids, count along!):

1. Barenaked Ladies really put on a highly entertaining show that showcased their everyman charm and kick ass nerd rock.

2. Two fat men should never sit side-by-side in skinny people seats. For a few minutes, I knew what it felt like to have a conjoined twin. Fortunately, we were able to move to some seats that provided plenty of space for two full-sized fellows, but I will always remember the time when Nick and I were brothers of the thigh.

3. Predominant smell at the concert: Peanut Butter

4. On the way to Cincinnati, we stopped off to eat at a place that I thought no longer existed. Believe it or not, a
Rax still grows in Indiana. I always believed that particular chain of roast beef eateries went out of business years ago, but it appears I was wrong. Stepping into Rax brought back memories of the late seventies/early eighties for me. The restaurant (Or, as Nick called it as he bussed his tray, a workaurant) was the exact duplicate to the one that once occupied Madison Street, right down to the little, white paper cups you pumped ketchup into. Truly a blast from the past.

5. No matter how close I am to my final destination, I will always make a wrong turn.

6. There is valet parking in Kentucky.

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