About Us

Just a group of distiguish gentlemen who got together and started a band.  This a band out of mutual respect as musicians and as friends.  We are now playing acoustic versions of songs from the 1960 through 2010.  They are our favorites we hope they are yours.  All this is done for our mutual entertainment..  Hope to see you at a live performance soon....And just remember ...

GET OFF MY LAWN !!!

 

TC Nedzelski / Vocalist

After discovering his passion for music in high school, TC became involved with several bands as a vocalist, as well as learning to do other work backstage, during a music career lasting through his adult life. His unique voice has the depth of old school rock while allowing him to bring the smooth sound needed for a new feel to the songs he now performs.  

Charlie Fingers / Guitars

Guitarist Charlie Fingers was born at the stroke of midnight, new years day in back of a Grayhound bus near Jackson, Mississippi. Raised by beautician and a bluesman, he was drawn to music as a young boy. First the saxophone, and later the drums in a traveling minstrel show.

After meeting a girl named Mel in 1993 he picked up the guitar and never looked back. After a lifetime of honkey tonks and tour busses, Charlie and his dog Gibson now enjoy the quiet life and the company of good friends, good music, and spotless, prinstine lawn.

Big Daddy Ray / Bass

Born and raised in Follansbee WV to a poor Appalachian sharecropper. After high school, Big Daddy traveled the country working on his skills as a Starving Musician. Big Daddy's travels became the foundation for what he is today. A devoted Starving Musician who will mow your LAWN!

Snow Diddley / Guitar, Mandolin, & Banjitar

Snow Diddley is an old Hippie. He grew up in East Liverpool, where the new highway (old to you) second street, Center Lane, and the east side of third street that is gone. He was a rebel mostly called hippie by most of ELHS. Chester Hour by friends as he had a steady gig playing on Bob Grays old WOHI Sunday night live talent show. He says he was the least talented of the class of #### which included, Dave Morgan, Doug Smith, John Celli, and Keith Williams, being the worst of that lot ain’t bad. He worked his way throgh college playing that demon R&R. LOL!. Went on to hide behind a little tin star for over forty He Promised his wife He would give up music if she would marry him.

Fast forward thirty years and he was in a bad mountain bike crash, breaking both arms. The doctors told him on his third visit back to the hospital that he would never use his left arm again and would have limited use of the right arm. Then he met an Angel! A Certfied Hand Therapist who promised if he work hard enough, he could prove them wrong. After a few weeks she asked if he had ever done anything with his arms. He told her he use to play guitar and that became a steady part of his therapy.

Eight weeks later he was back in the field and on his first raid. A few weeks later his wife bought him a new Les Paul for his birthday. He said you know what this means? She said yes, and he’s have been playing some of the best songs the past generation or two have missed. Think John Prine, Old Crow Medicine Show, and Del Mc Crory acoustic at it’s best, we’ll passable. LOL!