Closing Time for Olde Leon

As a few of you may know by now, Your Pals and New Favorite Band, FtH, will be experiencing dreaded, dreaded change in a couple of weeks.

Olde Leon “Cuttlefish-Starfish-Anglefish-Catfish-Dogfish-Lungfish” Strokes will be pulling up stakes and heading for the gold fields of California. Olde Leon, a student of history and a man of Letters, has carefully studied the lessons of The Donner Party and determined not to leave too close to Winter, and risk getting stuck in the snow and eaten by wolves or neighbors.

Why would he do this to his fans and bandmates? For the same reason, the only reason, any of the blighted souls who haunt Cole’s on Wednesday night leaves our little comedy cult-house. He fell in love and is getting a life.

I’m just sick about it, so if you want any of the adorable details (ladies), you’ll have to pin Leon in a corner tonight and demand it. Olde Foz will be at the bar drinking away my sorrows and scheming about luring some lovely pierced-and-tattooed hipster lady-bassist onto the stage. Maybe one of those willowy cello players you see going in and out of The Whistler, carrying an instrument that is clearly too big for their pale and petit frames? Yes, that would be nice too.

So, my Darlings, look for a few changes in the lineup this Fall. Don’t be surprised if you see some big talents and pretty faces subbing-in during October – Maybe Maria Wojo…. or Marilyn Summers? Who knows?

If you want to see FtH with our current lineup one more time, you will have to come out to Cole's Comedy Open Mic this month!

In the meantime, buy Foz a drink(s). He’ll be needing it.

Congrats to Leon! It couldn’t happen to a nicer fellow!