The Acoustic Air Force

Notes: This wasn't my idea, but John The Bartender came up with it, and I always sort of liked it. Considering that I turned down an appointment to the Air Force Academy in 1973, married the daughter of an AF Colonel in 1974, and that I was half-raised by a Staff Sergeant in the Air Force (SSgt. C.M. Mabe), it seemed appropriate.

by Hart Williams (c) 1996

The Acoustic Air Force takes off every Sunday afternoon at Rascals Tavern at 211 Washington in Eugene, Oregon (345-2617) from 4 to 8 p.m. (we can go longer if we so feel), and is not in any wise one of those "democratic" Open Mikes where you takes a number and takes your chances.

It is an authoritarian and remorseless Chain of Command, and, therefore, Ye Who Sign Up, Get Up. It's that simple. (See the Eugene Free Net's Musicians page.) Free buffet. The word-of-mouth has been good, and we have MONITORS! (Which means that you can hear yourself -- a rarity in the "open mike" world, I can assure you, having played them from Texas to Minnesota to Kansas City to Jackson Hole to Santa Fe, to New Milford, Connecticut.) A supportive atmosphere is guaranteed, else I drop-kick the hecklers out the door.

If you're in the neighborhood, come on by. I do an opening and closing set, and Eugene has a hellacious number of more-than-talented musicians. (Cheap, good beer too!)

To join The Acoustic Air Force, you MUST take the entrance examination (though you may play, if not a member):

THE EXAMINATION (no fair looking at your neighbor's paper!)

  • What is your name?
  • Why?


  • Updating this web page.
  • Getting enough sleep.
  • Being nicer to my cat.


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