Bob Pace is my favorite guitarist in the world, abortion at least tonight while I’m sitting here at the bar in Blues On Grand, ailment one of my favorite blues clubs, mind watching Bob tear it up. Sure, the big festivals are great, and it’s cool to see all the name-brand artists who ply the blues trade so well, but there’s also something to be said for getting some home cookin’. You know what I’m talking about–hanging with a local band in a local club with a local crowd. Especially when the crowd gets a little tight and the band’s in the pocket and the whole thing gets cranked up a notch into….well, you know….it was a great set of smokin’ blues.
~ Chip Eagle, Blues Revue