Retro Night in the BKStarted off my b-day month a day early by seeing The Dansettes / The Black Hollies at Magnetic Field in Brooklyn. It was my first time at Magnetic Field and it’s definitely not a music venue, but rather a bar (a small one at that) with a stage. The only slightly elevated stage make slight lines almost impossible during a crowded show and getting up front to see or go to the bathroom is an adventure. Despite the “venue” annoyances, it was a really great show.Got there just as The Black Hollies had started. The Black Hollies are mix of the Yardbirds/Hollies/Cream…60′s revival rock. I really dug their set, but found Justin Angelo Morey’s vocals to be a bit weak. Not sure if was the sound system or the fact that he was chewing gum…just sounded flat. I would actually recommend some vocal distortion to cover up his sub-par voice and I think that fits perfectly with their 60′s revival sound. The highlight of The Black Hollies set was a cover of Deep Purple’s “Hush” with backup vocals by The Dansettes and Jay B. on organ.Only seen The Dansettes twice, but this show was definitely better than their Freaks Ball set back in January. Magnetic Field seems to be their second home and it showed on stage. They had much more energy, which was prolly due to being a bit more liquored up and having a packed bar igniting them. Their retro soul sound filled the room and had the entire place grooving along. Above mentioned Justin Angelo Morey from The Black Hollies has taken over bass duties for The Dansettes. You can tell he is still learning the songs and getting his barrings straight, but has got plenty of potential and the ability to take them to another level. Here is a copy of the setlist:After the show I went home and finished watching “The Departed” on DVD. To be honest I wasn’t that impressed. I obviously had high expectations since it won the Oscar for Best Picture and have heard plenty of positive reviews. The acting was great from top to bottom, but I found the Matt Damon character too unsympathetic and unbelievable. I actually found most of the main plot to be unbelievable…both sides should have easily been able to figure out who the rats were. My biggest movie pet peeve is when you know more than the characters on screen…it causes me great frustration. I prefer when the characters are always one step ahead and you are constantly trying to catch-up to them. I’m still going to recommend the movie, but keep your expectations low and you’ll be pleasantly surprised.

Rootin’ & Tootin’ in BrooklynThere are some bands I go to see just because they are pure fun and Uncle Leon & The Alibis is one of those bands. My good friend Neil is the bass player, so I’ve been seeing UL&TA for years now and it’s always a good time. While it was strange seeing them at some place other than Hank’s, it was still a honky-tonkin barrel of fun. Their influences are Hank Williams, Johnny Cash, and Sir Mix-A-Lot. Uncle Leon on lead vocals sings in the style of Mr. Cash, but his lyrics are upbeat and fun. With songs like “Hot Rod Mamas”, “My Love Is Like A Monster Truck”, “Beer Train” and of course their famous cover of “Baby Got Back” you can’t help but have a smile on your face. Most people wouldn’t know it, but Honky-Tonk music is alive and well in Brooklyn and you have Uncle Leon & The Alibis to thank for that. The gang departs on their first tour in June, but you can check them out at their second home Hank’s Saloon on Friday, April 6th…hey, it’s FREE so no excuses for not showing up and having a good drunkin’ o time.I went to Southpaw on Saturday to see Uncle Leon & The Alibis, so what happened next took me completely by surprise. Not having ever heard a note or even seen a picture of Th’ Legendary Shack*Shakers I had no idea what to expect. Lead singer J.D. Wilkes came out and immediately got my attention and never let go…picture Jerry Lee Lewis (replace piano for a blues-harp) meets Iggy Pop. His stage presence and insane antics were mesmerizing. J.D. was pulling off chest & pubic hair, throwing confetti and said for mentioned hair, head-butting himself with his harp vox, hanging from the rafters, running & dancing all around the stage, and even making himself bleed from his forehead by just thinking really hard (wish I had a picture to show you). Now don’t think Th’ Legendary Shack*Shakers are just a one trick pony with frontman J.D. Wilkes…they are an AWESOME rock-a-billy band to boot. Mark Robertson on stand-up bass, David Lee on guitar, and Brett Whitacre on double-bass drums had the place rockin’ from start to finish. Add in J.D.’s wild antics, Tom Waits esq vocals, his ripping blues-harp and you have yourself one hell of a fun band to see on a Saturday night. I should give you a warning, if you ever go see Th’ Legendary Shack*Shakers I would avoid being in the first five rows…J.D. was constantly throwing water, spitting, and blowing snot from his nose into the audience…the good natured fun was soaked in (literally) by the crowd. I was speechless with a big grin on my face their entire set. It’s such a great feeling going to a show and being blown away by a band you hadn’t even planned on seeing…THANK YOU Legendary Shack*Shakers and I can’t wait until the next time you come into town. Check out this YouTube montage of live clips for their song “Ichabod”:

Get Out! Eject!

Clutch has always been my dirty secret of bands I’m obsessed with, but after last night’s show I no longer feel dirty about them. It would be unfair to give a specific label to the musical stylings of Clutch, but here is the best I can come up with…stoner alt jam metal with a touch of southern rock, jazz and blues. Boy that is a handful, but gives you a sense of the complexity of their music. Clutch is a two headed monster, you have the incomparable Neil Fallon on vocals whose death metal esq voice and lyrics have been known to insight a riot…backed up by a dark stoner rawk jam band. Two worlds collide in making up the magic of Clutch and you’ll either hate ‘em or LOVE every minute of it.
Earlier in the day I went online to get the start time and noticed the show was SOLD-OUT, which I was actually surprised by due to ticket cost with ticetbastard charges and The Bakerton Group show turnout (less than 25 people) back in January at the Knitting Factory. The Bakerton Group is basically Clutch without lead singer Neil Fallon playing completely instrumental music. This illustrates my point above, take away Neil on vocals and a chunk of their audience is no longer interested. The joke was actually on them because Neil was at The Knitting Factory TBG show and took the vox during the encore for a few new Clutch songs. That show in January was the reason I got a ticket for Irving Plaza…hadn’t been to a Clutch show since the late 90′s and all those old memories had instantly returned getting me AMPED to see them again full on.Got to Irving Plaza at 9:30pm and after thirty minutes of waiting in lines to check my coat, go to the bathroom, and grab some beers (longest lines ever at IP for each BTW)…I found a perfect spot dead center. Unfortunately after about 5 seconds of Clutch hitting the stage I was dead center of a mosh pit. I love a good mosh pit as much as the next guy, but the problem with Clutch is that their music can’t sustain a most pit. One minute it’s pure out thrash and burn with Neil on the verge of popping a blood vessel, but the next minute they are playing some blues riffs and jamming out some space metal. The funny part is that during some low key moments of the show, the mosh pit would actually slow down with the music and become more posh than mosh. Wasn’t into the whole mosh scene, so I just moved over a few feet and was completely fine the rest of the show. One quick side, all the fans around me (including the moshers) were very friendly and polite…and even though the show was +16 I felt like one of the youngest people there (a refreshing feeling for a change).Only recognized a handful songs and wished they had played some more off their self-titled second album, but I’m really not complaining in the least…the new songs are really great and can’t wait to get their new album From Beale Street to Oblivion next week. Eric Oblander from Five Horse Johnson (opening band) sat in for a few songs on harmonica and bluesd up the set…it was fun seeing Eric and guitarist Tim Sult go back and forth trading licks. Dan Maines on bass and Jean-Paul Gaster on drums kept those signature Clutch grooves going all night long. It was my first time seeing them with Mick Schauer on keyboard/organ (they used to be pure power trio)…he really fills out their sound nicely and allows them to explore more during the jams. And Neil Fallon goes into my top five all-time favorite frontmans after last night…I’m not even sure who the other four are so maybe he is my number one. Overall the show was incredible and definitely the best I’ve ever seen them. The second I walked out of Irving Plaza all I could think about was seeing them again and for sure it won’t be another ten years this time. The set clocked in at 1h45m building up to the “Escape From The Prison Planet” monster jam for the encore.Clutch
Tuesday, March 20th, 2007
Irving Plaza
New York, NY

The Soapmakers/Jam
Burning Beard
The Incomparable Mr. Flannery
Child of the City
10001110101
Pure Rock Fury
I Have the Body of John Wilkes Booth
You Can’t Stop The Progress
Power Player/Jam
Mice and Gods
Pulaski Skyway
Big Fat Pig/Jam
Black Umbrella
Brazenhead/Jam
Electric Worry/Jam
One Eye Dollar
The Mob Goes Wild
(In the Wake of the) Swollen Goat
White’s Ferry/Jam

Encore:
Promoter
Escape from the Prison Planet/Extended Jam

Neil Fallon (vox/guitar)
Tim Sult (guitar)
Dan Maines (bass)
Jean-Paul Gaster (drums)
Mick Schauer (keys)
Special Guest: Eric Oblander (harmonica)

When I first heard the rumor of a Bustle In Your Hedgerow tour I was beyond jubilation, but then it was announced…TEANECK, NJ?? How dare they schedule their only NYC area show in NJ. I’m not ragging on Teaneck or NJ or the Mexicali Cafe, but you could imagine the disappointment for someone living Brooklyn. I do have a car, but immediately ruled that out as being a good idea on St. Paddy’s Day…looked into public transportation, but that was a no go…I then started to persuade my friend Curtis into putting together a party bus…SUCCESS!

Here were the results: St. Paddy’s Day + Party Bus + Free Ketel One Vodka + NYC-Freaks + NJ + Bustle = SICKNESS!!!

I had only heard good things about Mexicali Cafe, so was actually excited to finally check out the place (it takes a show like Bustle to get me all the way out to Teaneck). They don’t call it a cafe for nothing, plenty of people were having dinner before the show and the mexican cuisine looked pretty good. The bar staff was friendly and the drinks were reasonable priced…I enjoyed the 2 for $5 PBRs. And even though the show sold-out it never felt over-crowded and I never had to wait long for a drink. The sound and lighting systems were both spectacular and I also appreciated not seeing a single bouncer the entire night. I originally questioned their choice of New Jersey, but understood once Marco said that his, Joe’s, Scott’s and even Dave’s family were all in attendance…four Jerzey boys had come home.The idea behind Bustle In Your Hedgerow is to take four the most talented musicians around and have them cover the music of Led Zeppelin sans vocals. Seems simple enough, but the results are some of the SICKEST music you’ll ever see. The way they interpret and execute the music makes you wonder if the Bustle is actually better than Led Zeppelin (OK that’s just blasphemy, but they are good enough to at least raise the question). I’ve seen them six times over the past few years and last Saturday was the best Bustle show of all of them. Maybe it was the venue, maybe it was the fact that I was seeing them without rockin’ on a boat with a shitty sound system, maybe it was the fact they have been playing together a lot recently…I’m thinking it was the combination of everything. In the past I was always focusing on Joe, Scott & Marco (the Original Bustle), but for me this show was about Dave Dreiwitz. He was just laying down SICK after SICK bass lines all night long. It was like seeing the Bustle for the first time…I once was lost…what was I thinking before, please forgive me Mr. Drewitz. What I love about Bustle (and any great band of that matter) is how you can focus on ANY of them individually and still be blown away…for me this show was about Dreiwitz, but next time it could be all about Russo. Speaking of Drewitz & Russo, it was fun seeing them sing a bit of vocals on a couple songs…something I would like to see more of…actually, let me think about that. I also noticed that Russo’s drum kit looked brand new so asked him about them after the show…Joe said he had just bought them on eBay and loved ‘em. Overall an incredible fun night spent with four of my favorite musicians and room full of my favorite people (NYC-Freaks). Spent most of the first set on the floor, but then found a great spot on the ramp to the bathroom with a perfect sight line and was able to fully take in the Bustle magic. Below is the setlist:Bustle In Your Hedgerow
Saturday, March 17th, 2007
Mexicali Blues Cafe
Teaneck, NJ

I: On the Tiles, The Wanton Song, What Is & What Should Never Be, Custard Pie, All Of My Love > Communication Breakdown > All Of My Love, Four Sticks, Ramble On, You Shook Me, Moby Dick, Kashmir

II: The Song Remains the Same, White Summer, Over the Hills & Far Away, In the Evening, Thank You, For Your Life, Heartbreaker, The Ocean, When the Levee Breaks > Bring It On Home > Good Times Bad Times > Bring It On Home

E: Immigrant Song

Joe Russo (drums)
Marco Benevento (keys)
Scott Metzger (guitar)
Dave Dreiwitz (bass)

If skinny Brits in tight black pants was what you were looking for last night than the Mercury Lounge was the place to be. After getting shutout of tickets for the sultry Amy Winohouse show at the Bowery Ballroom I went out and got a tickets to see The Pipettes at Luna Lounge and the other “Live From London” showcase show at the Mercury Lounge. Unfortunately I was under the weather and missed The Pipettes on Monday, but didn’t want to see another ticket go to waste so dragged myself to the Mercury Lounge on Tuesday. I had a self imposed 10pm curfew, which meant only seeing the first two bands.The first British band up were the WinterKids and kids they certainly were. I think the drummer would be the only one allowed into the +21 club if they weren’t playing. The lead singer was either very flamboyant or very British….is it even possible to tell the difference? The WinterKids were just your typical young British band that didn’t leave much of an impression on me…sorry guys and girl.
Next up and the only band on the bill that I had heard before was Pop Levi. Was and am still not sure if Pop Levi is the name of the band or the lead singer…I’m gonna go find out…hold on…I’m back, it’s the guy’s name. Pop Levi’s music is psychedelic 70′s garage rock…Pop Levi’s style comes from Prince (the one from Minneapolis). The way he played guitar, the way he danced, he even emulated Prince’s height. In comparison Pop Levi falls way short (no pun intended), but their music is so different that it’s unfair to compare the two other than on the surface. If I had to describe Pop Levi’s set in one word it would be “reverb“. Every song had massive amounts of reverb on the vocals, which goes with the whole psychedelic 70′s garage rock sound, but makes it hard to discern how talented the band is…it all gets lost in a vocal effect. Pop has crazy energy onstage and the buckets of sweat flying off of him proves it, but would have liked a bit more range. And the rhythm guitar player scarred me a bit…looked like he should be in the movie Blood Sucking Freaks. Overall the entire band was a bit scary, but their set definitely RAWKED and I do recommend checking them out if you get the chance.

Part of me wanted to stay and checkout Tunng & The Holloways who am sure were the reason behind the show being sold-out, but I made the smart move and headed home to get some much needed rest.

Til Bustle on Saturday!!!

Giddy-UP!

Had one of those, “That’s why I LOVE living in NYC” nights last Friday. With Langerado going down in Florida and SXSW about to go down in Austin, I felt as though I was missing something by not being there…boy was I wrong.

First stop of the night was the psychedelic post-punk band from Liverpool called Clinic at the Gramercy Theatre. The Gramercy Theatre has changed hands many times over the years and the most recent proprietor LiveNation has turned the once movie and off-Broadway theatre into a concert venue. The paint is still drying, the smell of cut wood is everywhere, the work staff is still learning where the bathrooms are, the bartenders don’t know where anything is, and the heat has just been turned on (two shows in). The Gramercry Theatre is definitely a work in progress, but the entire staff was extremely nice and you could feel the “we’re all figuring this out together so be patience” vibe. They gutted all the chairs from the floor and left all the stadium seating. What I love about the space is that because it used to be a theatre, the floor is sloped and makes it possible to see the stage from anywhere…lots of great sight lines.

Holy Fuck (from Canada I think) was the opener. A ferocious drummer and even more ferocious bass player backed-up two guys that were playing just about every synthetic/electronic instrument possible. The real drum kit was even manipulated in the sound mix to the point that it sounded electronic. There was also a 35mm sync thingy that one of the guys was running film back and forth through to create weird sounds. They were like two mad scientists up there constantly plugging and unplugging cords, tweaking knobs and pushing buttons. The results were pretty much a clusterfuck of sound and while at times held the semblance of a danceable beat…for the most part I wanted it to just stop. It might not have helped that one of the mad scientist guys had a major case of the butt cracks and was literally sticking it in the audience’s face. Holy Fuck is more suitable for a dance club than a rock club.

I’ll admit that when Clinic came out they caught me a bit off guard. I knew they wear surgical masks and scrubs, but seeing them come out all dressed up was a bit scary…it was like being in the middle of a scene from Shock Treatment. BTW, how come when a guy dresses up like a doctor he instantly becomes evil, but a women dresses up like a nurse she instantly becomes sexy? Anyway, a bunch of creepy looking guys in brown surgical uniforms (onstage & off) wearing top hats with dark lightning and playing dark music is enough to make anyone feel creeped out, right? Took me a couple songs before finding my comfort zone, but once locked in I was rip roaring ready to go. The crowd and me didn’t seem to be on the same page though…when I was dancing my ass off they were being docile and vice-versa…regardless, I was just happy everybody was in the party mood. Honestly couldn’t name any of the songs they played…there was even one song that had the crowd doing a call and response with the band that caught me by surprise because they rarely tour in the US and yet everyone (except me) knew what to do…I was impressed. The lead singer was constantly switching between his keyboards and his guitar. There was very little stage banter…just mentioning the name of the song a few times. Everything he did on stage was deliberate and surgical. I had shown up in perfect health, but Clinic left me feeling like I had just been operated on and left for dead in the waiting room…my ass had surely been kicked beyond expectations. Here is the setlist I got from the Clinic Message Board:

I Ching
Harvest (Within You)
Tusk
The New Seeker
Paradise
The Return of Evil Bill
The Fortune Teller
Animal/Human
The Second Line
Children of Kellogg
Porno
The Witch
If You Could Read Your Mind
Walking With Thee
Family
2/4
Pet Eunuch
Cement Mixer

Not wanting my night to end after seeing Clinic, I hopped on the subway and made my way down to see Marco Benevento & Friends at the Knitting Factory Tap Bar. My first impression wasn’t the music on stage, but the fact that the crowd was sitting on the floor and those not sitting were much more involved with their conversations than the music. Was definitely a weird vibe to walk into, but luckily those of us (lead by Neddy) who wanted to stand over-powered the floor dwellers and everything felt normal. My question is, were they JFJO fans sitting on the floor…is that what happens at their shows? My question is, do you really come to a late night show and want to sit on the floor rather than dance? Or wait, is that Marco and the new DUO’s crowd…UGG. Just one more side note, shortly after getting everyone on their feet a guy in a wheelchair was trying to make his way towards the front to see…when a Seinfeldqsque scenario came into my mind…what if everyone had been sitting down so the wheelchair guy could see and we were all assholes for now standing in his way? The wheelchair guy eventually made it up front, so no harm no foul right. Anyway, the set was mostly comprised of cover songs…”Fearless” (Pink Floyd), “She’s Not There” (The Zombies) “2+2+=5″ (Radiohead), “I Saw Her Standing There” (The Beatles). On the surface it would seem campy and fun (which no doubt it was), but the cheese factor shortly faded and the SICK factor emerged. Marco on the keys took each song and kept adding layer after of layer of pure sweetness. Never been a JFJO guy, but Reed Mathis has me thinking I should give them a second look. Reed’s bass playing is truly unique and at one point it sounded like he was actually playing a violin or cello. And Mike D had the late night percussion beats to keep the crowd going. I had little expectations walking into the Knitting Factory that night, but I’m sure even my highest would have been blown away. The trio of Marco Benevento (keys), Reed Mathis (bass) and Mike D (drums) is a force to be reckoned with.

You can read Neddy’s review of the Marco & Friends and Anders Osborne HERE.

The Brooklyn based indie folk pop band The Essex Green’s album “Cannibal Sea” was one of my favorites of 2006. Their timeless music is Mamas And The Papas meets Belle & Sebastian. While I would rather want to see them at an outdoor venue during a sun drenched summer day with a babbling brook or mountain as the backdrop, a chilly sunday night in NYC at the Mercury Lounge would have to suffice. I mention wanting to see them outdoors because their music and personalities make me think about nature and New England and Northern California in the 60′s.
The show last night was my first time seeing The Essex Green and it was a lot of fun in spite of some technical difficulties beforehand and Sasha Bell (vocals/keys/flute) having a few brain farts with the lyrics. They played almost the entire “Cannibal Sea” album, which I was happy about, with a few other songs mixed in. The harmonizing between Sasha and Chris Ziter (vocals/guitar) on vocals wasn’t as strong as I would have liked, but still tranquil and sweet. Unlike most indie folk bands, Tim Barnes on drums gives you a beat that makes you want to move and the same goes for Julia Rydholm on bass. What I love about The Essex Green is that they incorporate the folk / pop / northern california music of the 60′s but still sound fresh and new. I hope to catch them again this summer…the South Street Seaport would be nice…somebody work on making that happen.

The Rockwood Music Hall has got to be the smallest music venue in NYC. I’ve been there a few times before and every time I think to myself…”man, this place is tiny”. The sound guy literally has to hang from the rafters to run the soundboard elevated above the front doorway. I will almost make a bet that your living room is bigger than the Rockwood Music Hall (and I know how small your living room is). And there are always a hundred bands on the lineup…OK, not a hundred but always at least six. The combination results in people, bands and their instruments constantly coming in and out and taking up every spec of space available. Normally when going to a show I like to stick around and see other bands I didn’t come to see play, but at the Rockwood Music Hall it’s actually more considerate to leave and let the people waiting outside to take your coveted spot. Some people might make a big fuss over this, but hey it’s always FREE so you really shouldn’t complain. Overall, it’s truly one of the most unique and intimate music venues in the city.

Having missed the Knockout Drops when they opened for The Bogmen back in December I decided to check them out this past Friday at the Mercury Lounge. Got there as the band Luxury was in mid-set. Seeing them reminded me why I avoid the Mercury Lounge on the weekends….horrendous Long Island/New Jersey bands with their Bridge & Tunnel posse shitting all over the stage. It’s often the bands’ first NYC gig (despite the fact that it prolly says they are from NYC on their MySpace page) and they invite all their friends to showoff how super cool they are for being in a band that is playing on the other side of the water. The problem is when a band like Luxury develops a delusions of grandeur and thinks they are ripping up the place. At the end of their set (which couldn’t come soon enough) the drunken douchebag lead singer was awkwardly asking the sound guy if they have time for one more…mind you, no one is cheering or requesting an “encore”. The sound guy replies “the next band is suppose to be on right NOW”. He still tries pleading for one more…when finally the sound guy turns up the house music and lights as a way of saying “get OFF my stage already”.Then having gone WAY past their allotted set time, the band lingers on stage preventing the Knockout Drops from setting up. The aforementioned drunken douchebag lead singer remains on the stage having a conversation with some chick in the audience that could have easily been taken to the bar (or anywhere else), but he needed to showoff and remind her and everyone else that he’s the lead singer in a Super Cool Rock Band that plays clubs in NYC. The only redeeming quality about the band was the surprisingly good trumpet player….word of advice: “Get out of this band now!”. Also, for some reason the drummer from the upcoming Meat Puppets tour was playing with them. And just to be clear my main problem with the band was the horrendous lead singer…I also didn’t care for the guitarist who is probably his brother or cousin or masseuse.

Having gotten the bad taste of Luxury out of my mouth, I was ready for the Knockout Drops. The only thing I knew about them was that Chris Campion was the lead singer. I’ve seen Campion many times at the Village Lantern on Sunday nights when he plays with Mike Tait…they call themselves the “Fonduo”. Tait plays guitar and Campion sings…mostly covers and requests from the audience. They are both very musically talented, but the reason I enjoy watching them so much is Campion’s humor…it’s like watching a improvised stand-up act for two hours. Between songs he’ll tell hysterical stories and talk about the Mets. I highly recommend you check out the Fonduo one of these Sunday nights…and hey, it’s FREE!
So the back to the Knockout Drops, Campion is the lead singer and the rest of the band is comprised of his childhood friends from Long Island. And unbeknownst to me, it was All Request Night. Fans had written e-mails requesting their favorite songs along with short anecdotes of why they should play it and before each song Campion would read the chosen e-mail…most were quite funny. One thing I enjoyed about the Knockout Drops was that it was a family affair. Campion brought his sister on stage to sing a song…while Campion’s brother Billy (aka Vic Thrill) was rockin’ out in the front row. And the interaction Campion has with his fans and the audience makes you feel like a part of the Campion family as well.

Campion has one of those really great raspy voices and it was a lot fun watching him dance around the stage while chain smoking , but overall I wasn’t that impressed with the Knockout Drops. The band is pretty straight froward with nothing new I haven’t seen…the last song did kick ass though (wish I knew the name of it). My favorite part of the show was between songs when Campion was reading the e-mails, which is why I’m looking forward to seeing his off-off-broadway show “Escape From Bellevue & Other Stories” coming this Spring. Here is a flyer…My friends and I decided to stick around to see the last band from the dirty jeerz called “Band of Thieves“. Here is all I have to say about them… On the unintentional comedy rating I would give them a strong 8.

After the show I couldn’t resist and stopped by the Cheesesteak Factory and it was the most AMAZING cheesesteak I’ve ever had. I had thoughts of going to the Lion’s Den to see some more music, but knew nothing could satsify me as much as that cheesesteak…HMMMMMMM!!!!