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Alejandro Wood

Alejandro Wood

 

Join us for an evening of musical stylings by the enchanting Alenjandro Wood.  A local singer-song writer with a voice that lends itself to entertainment. Thursday 8-11PM

The Naughty Bits !

The Naughty Bits!

The glam-rock influenced band who takes themselves not so seriously, takes their crowd quite seriously. Always throwing the party they’d want to go to themselves, every performance is full of medleys and mash-ups that run the gamut. From Rock n’ Roll via David Bowie era, to Funk Sly style, to bitchin’ 80’s New Wave like B-52’s. “They don’t do it anymore, but The Naughty Bits! do.”

Darryl Icard hosts open mic

Darryl Icard

 

Darryl Icard of Combo Deluxe hosts open mic Wednesday 8-11PM

Join Darryl for a night of music and drinks as the musicians take their turn on the legendary Spirit Room stage!

 

Darryl Icard is a bass player/singer/songwriter. He has been playing and singing professionally since 1983 in every kind of setting imaginable.  He has performed and played all types of music from rock to reggae to punk and country.  He has also been writing and recording his own music since music came into his life.

While performing and learning his craft in live situations, he also attended college for theory and performance.

Darryl has recorded and performed music with Jesse Valenzuela, Gin Blossoms, Stevie Nicks, Marshall Crenshaw, J.D. Souther, The Rembrandts, Tommy Keene, Major Lingo, Poet’s Corner, and Los Guys and many other national and Arizona based acts.

Recordings performed on, to name just a few.

Gin Blossoms- No Chocolate Cake

Stevie Nicks-Enchanted the works of Stevie Nicks

Jesse Valenzuela- Tunes Young People Will Enjoy and Hotel Defeated

Major Lingo- All through My Body

Burning Sky-Enter the Earth

Darryl Icard is living in Scottsdale Arizona, and has begun a New Journey in the band Llory McDonald and Combo Deluxe.  An Arizona based band from Jerome, Arizona and is sure to take music to a new place with one of Arizona Legendary artist.

Invincible Grins :)

Invincible Grins :)

Born in the Verde Valley of Arizona, The Invincible Grins fuse eclecticism with unbridled enthusiasm, creating a unique and danceable style of sweaty rock and roll. Marrying strong and original songwriting with undeniable groove, the Grins draw inspiration from such artists as Tom Waits, Woody Guthrie, Andrew Bird, Talking Heads, Morphine, and Goran Bregovic, and have also been accused of sounding like “Gogol Bordello meets Fleetwood Mac.” Their music has been described as “funked-up folk”, “Gypsybilly”, and simply, “…like fun!” No matter what moniker is applied, one thing is for sure: The Invincible Grins are upbeat music for a beat up world. They remind you to have a drink and dance. Take it easy. Brace yourself. Everything’s gonna be alright!

 

http://theinvinciblegrins.com/

Invincible Grins :)

Invincible Grins :)

Born in the Verde Valley of Arizona, The Invincible Grins fuse eclecticism with unbridled enthusiasm, creating a unique and danceable style of sweaty rock and roll. Marrying strong and original songwriting with undeniable groove, the Grins draw inspiration from such artists as Tom Waits, Woody Guthrie, Andrew Bird, Talking Heads, Morphine, and Goran Bregovic, and have also been accused of sounding like “Gogol Bordello meets Fleetwood Mac.” Their music has been described as “funked-up folk”, “Gypsybilly”, and simply, “…like fun!” No matter what moniker is applied, one thing is for sure: The Invincible Grins are upbeat music for a beat up world. They remind you to have a drink and dance. Take it easy. Brace yourself. Everything’s gonna be alright!

 

http://theinvinciblegrins.com/

Hank Erwin

Hank Erwin

Hank Erwin on the Spirit Room stage – Photo by Jan A. Bruso

 

I left the Merchant Marines in 2014. As I packed my bags, I was overcome with the feeling that I wouldn’t be coming back. My brain screamed and my heart pounded. Once I hit the road, I drove with such a fury that I didn’t even realize a bad snow storm had set in and the roads were getting very slick. I was snapped out of my trance when I began to slide out of control. I regained traction and looked down to see I was going about 100mph. The roads steadily worsened but I refused to stop – I couldn’t get far enough fast enough. My breath was still heavy and I sweat uncontrollably, dripping from my nose onto the tattered remains of my Carhartts. I was making an escape. A desperate escape. 

I’d been trapped on the boat for years. Merchant Marines aren’t sworn into service for a specific amount of time, Merchant Marines are sworn (as I did at the Toledo headquarters in 2004) to obey their superior officers while on-board. The boat grew to dictate everything in my life. I had no control of my schedule whatsoever and I found out the hard way that requesting a date off even a year in advance didn’t ensure anything.

I’d worked my way up from deckhand to wheelsman. My favorite memory of wheeling the ship was late one night when the ice was so thick in Green Bay that it completely stopped our movement. The mate called the captain who appeared from his quarters and ordered me to give her a hard left, hard right, back and forth until a crack appeared in the ice. “Now follow that crack,” he said. The crack widened as the ship entered. It then turned and twisted in varying directions as we gained speed. With increasing heart rate, I maneuvered the ship through this small avenue as it developed in front of me. It was like a video game. The screen was the windows of this old wheelhouse, the picture illuminated by spotlights the size of my torso. One morning I wheeled the ship past Mackinac Island when the fog was so thick I couldn’t see the water from the where I stood at the helm.

I still have dreams about being back on board. Sometimes the ship’s driving through city highways at 60mph, jumping through the air from one ramp to another and fishtailing. One time I was unpacking and arguing with a shipmate as the ship moved down a conveyor belt in some sort of processing plant; I admitted to him that I was nervous. He said everyone was. Sometimes the dreams are just business as usual, except I’m on board and happy to be back. Sometimes I’m running around the deck, barefoot with rolled up jeans, the sunset blazing in the distance, the captain hollering at me to get back inside the forecastle – where it’s safer to travel into eternity.

But I wake up happy to be back on dry land; my guitar lying on the bed next to me, random papers of song lyrics strewn about, my grandma’s old suitcase bearing her maiden name on the floor, an old Fender amp sitting in front of boxes filled with copies of Hank Erwin – Million Miles. These boxes are the reason I left the boat.

My father and grandfather were Henry Erwin Nuelsen Jr. & Sr. Dad went by Hank, grandpa went by Erwin, or Er to those who knew him best. Er was an unusually intelligent man who spoke 12 languages. My grandma once told me that out of sheer stubborn curiosity (a personality trait I inherited), he sat down with a pencil and paper and used algebra to figure out how many times you’d have to shuffle a deck of cards to shuffle it back into order. He crossed the Atlantic to the US alone when he was 12 years old, two months after the Titanic sank. He had an office job in World War II which is where he met my grandmother, Maggie, a lifelong world traveler who worked in the Red Cross. I have a picture of her splitting wood with an axe, dated 1936. I would watch her split wood into her 80s.

Previously told she couldn’t have children, Maggie & Er were a bit surprised when my father was born almost nine months to the date following their wedding. Er was 47. Convinced Henry “Hank” Jr. would be a prodigy, they were again surprised when he dropped out of college his first semester and decided to become an auto mechanic. He worked at a dealership until I was two, then drove an 18 wheeler. Er died of cancer when I was seven. Maggie was shattered and cried constantly. Maggie died of cancer when I was 14. Mom told me that dad cried that day but I never saw it. Dad died of cancer when I was 19. I still cry.

My parents were both forced to take music lessons when they were kids and both hated it. So one of their first pacts of courtship included agreeing to never make their kids, should the have them, take music lessons. When I begged them for a guitar at age seven, after having my life changed by the video of “Cult of Personality,” they tried to talk me out of it but eventually caved and bought me a red Series 10, from a pawn shop in Covington, Kentucky.

25 years later my debut record release show in Austin was double booked when the club hired new management. They gave me another date and then refused to pay me when not enough people showed up.

I played another release show in my hometown in Kentucky in a beautiful venue that had been converted from an old church. An hour before showtime, over a foot of snow blanketed the rolling hills. Every other band on the bill cancelled. It took us an hour to get one mile to the venue, during which time I emotionally prepared myself to play to an audience of zero. I walked into a room packed full of old friends who had risked life and limb to support me and it was one of the greatest moments of my life.

I put my album up online and sent links with booking inquiries to thousands of venues around the country. I got a couple responses. It was enough, so I hit the road. I couldn’t afford to take a band, so I went solo and learned a lot about myself and what I was trying to do with music. I had some money set aside from the boat in case I got in a bind. Things went real good.

2015 saw me dumped, evicted, down 50 pounds, diagnosed with cancer, operated on, and back on tour by June. Having cancer and recovering from surgery was great. It was a distraction from the severe depression. I had more help and support than I knew what to do with, at first. Six months later, I was homeless, nearly depleted of the last of my savings from the freighter, and crippled with depression. I didn’t have the energy to book tours. I didn’t have the energy to sing. I wondered if this bout of cancer was just the tip of the iceberg and I was likely to go out like the rest of my family, at an even earlier age. I reflected on my life and came to the interesting conclusion that it felt extremely complete and in hindsight, I’d done some pretty awesome shit. At 34 I felt I’d made peace with mortality. I felt ready to die.

But then I didn’t die. I crash landed in a tiny town in the mountains of Northern Arizona where I had a couple good friends from years back. The whole town seemed to chip in to help me put my life back together. The next year would become my busiest up till then, second only to the year after that – this year.

I’m in the process of getting a new album together and plan to spend all of 2018 on tour. Keep in touch and I hope to see you soon!

https://www.hankerwinmusic.com/

 

Hank Erwin

Hank Erwin

Hank Erwin on the Spirit Room stage – Photo by Jan A. Bruso

 

I left the Merchant Marines in 2014. As I packed my bags, I was overcome with the feeling that I wouldn’t be coming back. My brain screamed and my heart pounded. Once I hit the road, I drove with such a fury that I didn’t even realize a bad snow storm had set in and the roads were getting very slick. I was snapped out of my trance when I began to slide out of control. I regained traction and looked down to see I was going about 100mph. The roads steadily worsened but I refused to stop – I couldn’t get far enough fast enough. My breath was still heavy and I sweat uncontrollably, dripping from my nose onto the tattered remains of my Carhartts. I was making an escape. A desperate escape. 

I’d been trapped on the boat for years. Merchant Marines aren’t sworn into service for a specific amount of time, Merchant Marines are sworn (as I did at the Toledo headquarters in 2004) to obey their superior officers while on-board. The boat grew to dictate everything in my life. I had no control of my schedule whatsoever and I found out the hard way that requesting a date off even a year in advance didn’t ensure anything.

I’d worked my way up from deckhand to wheelsman. My favorite memory of wheeling the ship was late one night when the ice was so thick in Green Bay that it completely stopped our movement. The mate called the captain who appeared from his quarters and ordered me to give her a hard left, hard right, back and forth until a crack appeared in the ice. “Now follow that crack,” he said. The crack widened as the ship entered. It then turned and twisted in varying directions as we gained speed. With increasing heart rate, I maneuvered the ship through this small avenue as it developed in front of me. It was like a video game. The screen was the windows of this old wheelhouse, the picture illuminated by spotlights the size of my torso. One morning I wheeled the ship past Mackinac Island when the fog was so thick I couldn’t see the water from the where I stood at the helm.

I still have dreams about being back on board. Sometimes the ship’s driving through city highways at 60mph, jumping through the air from one ramp to another and fishtailing. One time I was unpacking and arguing with a shipmate as the ship moved down a conveyor belt in some sort of processing plant; I admitted to him that I was nervous. He said everyone was. Sometimes the dreams are just business as usual, except I’m on board and happy to be back. Sometimes I’m running around the deck, barefoot with rolled up jeans, the sunset blazing in the distance, the captain hollering at me to get back inside the forecastle – where it’s safer to travel into eternity.

But I wake up happy to be back on dry land; my guitar lying on the bed next to me, random papers of song lyrics strewn about, my grandma’s old suitcase bearing her maiden name on the floor, an old Fender amp sitting in front of boxes filled with copies of Hank Erwin – Million Miles. These boxes are the reason I left the boat.

My father and grandfather were Henry Erwin Nuelsen Jr. & Sr. Dad went by Hank, grandpa went by Erwin, or Er to those who knew him best. Er was an unusually intelligent man who spoke 12 languages. My grandma once told me that out of sheer stubborn curiosity (a personality trait I inherited), he sat down with a pencil and paper and used algebra to figure out how many times you’d have to shuffle a deck of cards to shuffle it back into order. He crossed the Atlantic to the US alone when he was 12 years old, two months after the Titanic sank. He had an office job in World War II which is where he met my grandmother, Maggie, a lifelong world traveler who worked in the Red Cross. I have a picture of her splitting wood with an axe, dated 1936. I would watch her split wood into her 80s.

Previously told she couldn’t have children, Maggie & Er were a bit surprised when my father was born almost nine months to the date following their wedding. Er was 47. Convinced Henry “Hank” Jr. would be a prodigy, they were again surprised when he dropped out of college his first semester and decided to become an auto mechanic. He worked at a dealership until I was two, then drove an 18 wheeler. Er died of cancer when I was seven. Maggie was shattered and cried constantly. Maggie died of cancer when I was 14. Mom told me that dad cried that day but I never saw it. Dad died of cancer when I was 19. I still cry.

My parents were both forced to take music lessons when they were kids and both hated it. So one of their first pacts of courtship included agreeing to never make their kids, should the have them, take music lessons. When I begged them for a guitar at age seven, after having my life changed by the video of “Cult of Personality,” they tried to talk me out of it but eventually caved and bought me a red Series 10, from a pawn shop in Covington, Kentucky.

25 years later my debut record release show in Austin was double booked when the club hired new management. They gave me another date and then refused to pay me when not enough people showed up.

I played another release show in my hometown in Kentucky in a beautiful venue that had been converted from an old church. An hour before showtime, over a foot of snow blanketed the rolling hills. Every other band on the bill cancelled. It took us an hour to get one mile to the venue, during which time I emotionally prepared myself to play to an audience of zero. I walked into a room packed full of old friends who had risked life and limb to support me and it was one of the greatest moments of my life.

I put my album up online and sent links with booking inquiries to thousands of venues around the country. I got a couple responses. It was enough, so I hit the road. I couldn’t afford to take a band, so I went solo and learned a lot about myself and what I was trying to do with music. I had some money set aside from the boat in case I got in a bind. Things went real good.

2015 saw me dumped, evicted, down 50 pounds, diagnosed with cancer, operated on, and back on tour by June. Having cancer and recovering from surgery was great. It was a distraction from the severe depression. I had more help and support than I knew what to do with, at first. Six months later, I was homeless, nearly depleted of the last of my savings from the freighter, and crippled with depression. I didn’t have the energy to book tours. I didn’t have the energy to sing. I wondered if this bout of cancer was just the tip of the iceberg and I was likely to go out like the rest of my family, at an even earlier age. I reflected on my life and came to the interesting conclusion that it felt extremely complete and in hindsight, I’d done some pretty awesome shit. At 34 I felt I’d made peace with mortality. I felt ready to die.

But then I didn’t die. I crash landed in a tiny town in the mountains of Northern Arizona where I had a couple good friends from years back. The whole town seemed to chip in to help me put my life back together. The next year would become my busiest up till then, second only to the year after that – this year.

I’m in the process of getting a new album together and plan to spend all of 2018 on tour. Keep in touch and I hope to see you soon! 

https://www.hankerwinmusic.com/

 

Sister & the Sun

Sister & the Sun flyer

Sister & the Sun – Spirit Room

 

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Emily

Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

~ Bio: Emily (vocals, guitar) grew up with wide open spaces in Big Sky Country. She landed in Sedona, AZ in 2011 after traveling the world over looking for a place that felt like home. Her musical endeavors began with singing around campfires during the early years, and later expanded to include studying at Berklee College of Music and performing live at open mikes, festivals, and venues across Northern Arizona. She draws inspiration from the red rocks, mountains, creeks, and beauty all around her.

Emily currently plays a Luna Flora Lotus Acoustic Electric Guitar

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Mynzah

Trap Set, Cajon, Bongo Cajon, Djembe, Bongos, Congas (Percussion)

~ Bio: Originally from California, Mynzah moved to Arizona in 2011 after a spiritual awakening in 2008 and within days began playing percussion after attending his first drum circle at the Oak Creek Brewery, in Sedona.  The next day he purchased his first drum and began his drumming journey. On December 11th, 2016, Mynzah was recorded professionally for the first time with the band Lucky Lenny on the track “Crazy“, for their debut album, “Going Home“, released February 10th, 2017.  Follow the link to take a listen to the track and the album.  Mynzah continues to grow as a drummer with the intention of adding a trap set to the growing percussion assembly.

~ Musical influences: Hank Williams Sr., Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, TOOL, Motley Crue, ACDC, Black Sabbath, Alice In Chains, Nine Inch Nails, Nirvana, Metallica, A Perfect Circle, Ronnie James Dio, Rhythm Keepers, Valerie Bhat and Randy Kiunke of Voodoo Julia, Stephen Herrington of Full Belly, Chris Beers of Gumbo le Funque, the Aristocats Band, AmitahbaAcoustic Star Blend, Super Funk, Lucky LennyHeartwoodAcoustic Star BlendMystic Harvest, Sugarman, Blue Moon Triothe Unofficial American Beauty, Moondog, Johnny Lingo TrioSweet Baby Ray, Lounge Dragons, Trigger T and White DovePickin in the Pines Bluegrass and Acoustic Music Festival

~ The gear that he currently utilizes are a Yamaha Custom Birch trap set,  Alex Acuna Special Edition Cajon by Gon Bops…A Bongo Cajon also by Gon BopsPearl Primero Congas and BongosREMO 12″ Djembe…Finger shaker by Meinl percussion…Foot tambourine by LP percussion…Wahun cymbal with a Meinl sizzler attachment…Vater Monster Brush’s, and Vater 5A sticks.

Combo Deluxe

combo deluxe in front of the spirt room bar in jerome az

Photo by Susan A. Johnson

A local favorite! Rock n’ roller Lllory McDonald & COMBO DELUXE. Catch Combo one weekend per month at Spirit Room for all your long time favorite tunes & some of Llory’s rockin’ originals too!

 

Llory McDonald

Musical Background –   Llory started her musical career on Clarinet at the age of 6, playing in the band until 8th grade, when her brother threw his guitar in the garbage and she rescued it.

She joined her first rock band in high school, playing guitar, slide guitar and singing at dances and proms in Phoenix. She started playing the clubs in Phoenix at age 17 and formed her own band, The Llory McDonald Band in 1979. They opened for Paul Butterfield, Deep PurpleIggy PopJerry Riopelle and others.

They were playing concerts and clubs throughout the state of Arizona until 1984, when she moved to Los Angeles. There, she was playing in her own band Odds and Ends and in Jerry Riopelle’s band as a sideman.

She signed to Arista Records in 1988. She recorded a single which appeared on the “1988 Summer Olympics” album, along with various other artist including Eric Clapton and Whitney Houston. She also sang background vocals on Lita Ford’s 1988 release “Lita” on Dreamland Records. She signed a 3-year music publishing contract (1988-1990) with Blue Rider Music, where she sang on various singles and demos.

Dropped by Arista in 1989, she left the music business for the film industry, working as a production assistant and driver on films such as “The Dark Wind” with Lou Diamond Phillips and “When a Man Loves a Women” with Meg Ryan. She moved back to Arizona in 1994 and helped form Combo Deluxe.

Musical influences – Slide guitar players, Bonnie Raitt, Lowell George, also Ry Cooder, Linda Ronstadt, John Lennon, Paul McCartney and soul music of the late 60’s and 70’s were a big influence.

Favorite Artist – Linda Ronstadt, Deborah Harry, Sheyl Crow, Shawn Colvin, Patty Griffin, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, David Bowie, Marvin Gaye. She could go on and on …

Equipment – Fender Telecaster and Stratocaster guitar, Fender Hotrod Deville 212 Amp, EV mic, Nady cordless unit, various slides.

Hobbies – Golf and pondering

Likes – Margaritas, Mexico, funky soul music, good films and N.P.R.

Darryl Icard is a bass player/singer/songwriter. He has been playing and singing professionally since 1983 in every kind of setting imaginable.  He has performed and played all types of music from rock to reggae to punk and country.  He has also been writing and recording his own music since music came into his life.

While performing and learning his craft in live situations, he also attended college for theory and performance.

Darryl has recorded and performed music with Jesse Valenzuela, Gin Blossoms, Stevie Nicks, Marshall Crenshaw, J.D. Souther, The Rembrandts, Tommy Keene, Major Lingo, Poet’s Corner, and Los Guys and many other national and Arizona based acts.

Recordings performed on, to name just a few.

Gin Blossoms- No Chocolate Cake

Stevie Nicks-Enchanted the works of Stevie Nicks

Jesse Valenzuela- Tunes Young People Will Enjoy and Hotel Defeated

Major Lingo- All through My Body

Burning Sky-Enter the Earth

Darryl Icard is living in Scottsdale Arizona, and has begun a New Journey in the band Llory McDonald and Combo Deluxe.  An Arizona based band from Jerome, Arizona and is sure to take music to a new place with one of Arizona Legendary artist.

Steve Botterweg is a native Arizonan and has been performing on drums in bands professionally since he was 13 years old.  In high school he started playing in experimental bands playing drums, marimba and synthesizers…arranging, producing and recording. One of the bands, Poet’s Corner (signed to Placebo Records) created a buzz in the early days of the punk scene with live shows in Arizona and California that had US and international radio air play.  He has performed on stage with the Red Hot Chile Peppers, Los Lobos, Derrick Trucks Band and many other performing artists.  Steve is also the co-owner of Ghost Town Recording Studio in Jerome Arizona.  He has recorded and produced many bands and artists.  He has worked in the studio with Pete Sears (Jefferson Starship, Hot Tuna), Steve Kimock (Steve Kimock Band)and a few other well known artists.  More recently he had a twenty year run as the drummer with Major Lingo, a popular Arizona highway band.  He is now playing drums with Llory McDonald, another well known and respected Arizona musician, as a member of Combo Deluxe along with a musical cohort of many years, Darryl Icard, on bass.

Combo Deluxe

combo deluxe in front of the spirt room bar in jerome az

Photo by Susan A. Johnson

A local favorite! Rock n’ roller Lllory McDonald & COMBO DELUXE. Catch Combo one weekend per month at Spirit Room for all your long time favorite tunes & some of Llory’s rockin’ originals too!

 

Llory McDonald

Musical Background –   Llory started her musical career on Clarinet at the age of 6, playing in the band until 8th grade, when her brother threw his guitar in the garbage and she rescued it.

She joined her first rock band in high school, playing guitar, slide guitar and singing at dances and proms in Phoenix. She started playing the clubs in Phoenix at age 17 and formed her own band, The Llory McDonald Band in 1979. They opened for Paul Butterfield, Deep PurpleIggy PopJerry Riopelle and others.

They were playing concerts and clubs throughout the state of Arizona until 1984, when she moved to Los Angeles. There, she was playing in her own band Odds and Ends and in Jerry Riopelle’s band as a sideman.

She signed to Arista Records in 1988. She recorded a single which appeared on the “1988 Summer Olympics” album, along with various other artist including Eric Clapton and Whitney Houston. She also sang background vocals on Lita Ford’s 1988 release “Lita” on Dreamland Records. She signed a 3-year music publishing contract (1988-1990) with Blue Rider Music, where she sang on various singles and demos.

Dropped by Arista in 1989, she left the music business for the film industry, working as a production assistant and driver on films such as “The Dark Wind” with Lou Diamond Phillips and “When a Man Loves a Women” with Meg Ryan. She moved back to Arizona in 1994 and helped form Combo Deluxe.

Musical influences – Slide guitar players, Bonnie Raitt, Lowell George, also Ry Cooder, Linda Ronstadt, John Lennon, Paul McCartney and soul music of the late 60’s and 70’s were a big influence.

Favorite Artist – Linda Ronstadt, Deborah Harry, Sheyl Crow, Shawn Colvin, Patty Griffin, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, David Bowie, Marvin Gaye. She could go on and on …

Equipment – Fender Telecaster and Stratocaster guitar, Fender Hotrod Deville 212 Amp, EV mic, Nady cordless unit, various slides.

Hobbies – Golf and pondering

Likes – Margaritas, Mexico, funky soul music, good films and N.P.R.

Darryl Icard is a bass player/singer/songwriter. He has been playing and singing professionally since 1983 in every kind of setting imaginable.  He has performed and played all types of music from rock to reggae to punk and country.  He has also been writing and recording his own music since music came into his life.

While performing and learning his craft in live situations, he also attended college for theory and performance.

Darryl has recorded and performed music with Jesse Valenzuela, Gin Blossoms, Stevie Nicks, Marshall Crenshaw, J.D. Souther, The Rembrandts, Tommy Keene, Major Lingo, Poet’s Corner, and Los Guys and many other national and Arizona based acts.

Recordings performed on, to name just a few.

Gin Blossoms- No Chocolate Cake

Stevie Nicks-Enchanted the works of Stevie Nicks

Jesse Valenzuela- Tunes Young People Will Enjoy and Hotel Defeated

Major Lingo- All through My Body

Burning Sky-Enter the Earth

Darryl Icard is living in Scottsdale Arizona, and has begun a New Journey in the band Llory McDonald and Combo Deluxe.  An Arizona based band from Jerome, Arizona and is sure to take music to a new place with one of Arizona Legendary artist.

Steve Botterweg is a native Arizonan and has been performing on drums in bands professionally since he was 13 years old.  In high school he started playing in experimental bands playing drums, marimba and synthesizers…arranging, producing and recording. One of the bands, Poet’s Corner (signed to Placebo Records) created a buzz in the early days of the punk scene with live shows in Arizona and California that had US and international radio air play.  He has performed on stage with the Red Hot Chile Peppers, Los Lobos, Derrick Trucks Band and many other performing artists.  Steve is also the co-owner of Ghost Town Recording Studio in Jerome Arizona.  He has recorded and produced many bands and artists.  He has worked in the studio with Pete Sears (Jefferson Starship, Hot Tuna), Steve Kimock (Steve Kimock Band)and a few other well known artists.  More recently he had a twenty year run as the drummer with Major Lingo, a popular Arizona highway band.  He is now playing drums with Llory McDonald, another well known and respected Arizona musician, as a member of Combo Deluxe along with a musical cohort of many years, Darryl Icard, on bass.