Gharett "G-Money" Schaberg, a/k/a “Mr. Sensational” on sax & vocals
is a seasoned veteran of the Kansas City music scene for the past 40 years. Gharett has played with most of the best groups in the city, including: Trampled Under Foot, The Nortons, Dan Doran & Fast Johnny and regional bands as well. His playing has been captured in the studio as well with recording done mostly as a studio musician.
Gharett also teaches music (sax, clarinet & flute) as a private teacher in a conservatory setting. Gharett's keen style and great sense of humor are a perfect addition to our lineup, and we are so honored to have him with us!
Vocals, Bass, and assorted cricket noises
Well, hi there folks. Names Ken but you can just call me….well uh Ken. So you want to know a little something about what drives a bottom feeding plank spanker? What went wrong with my life that I wound up a musician? Not to mention a bass player? Well it all started back on a cold winter day in Milwaukee, WI. I was born to parents made up of a rock and roll accordion player. Yes you read right. My dad played accordion in a rock and roll band called the Rol-Ed’s in the well I don’t know when but I remember having to stay out of the way of the band during a jam or practice that was at our house. All I really remember was my dad telling not to repeat a single word the musicians said or my mother would be after me with a bar of soap faster than I could say “Count it off already m@%&?#f$&*er”!
I was hooked on the idea from that moment. I joined the school band as a trumpet at the tender impressionable age of 9. But that only lasted three years. But by that time I had risen to first trumpet. Not first chair but close. During those three years I had learned to sight read. Playing music correctly that I had never seen before just looked at the sheet music and play it no practice just do it. In grade school band they just teach you how to play the music nothing behind it, no theory, no modal movement, modulation? Isn’t that the wing in the museum next to the abstract art?
Ok let’s leave that memory and trek down a new path. Quit the grade school band cause to be quite honest I was tired of missing my Saturday morning cartoons to go band practice. Listening to the band leader tries and pry talent out of those who didn’t want to play but did cause dad said to. You know the type never practice never learned the music then wasted my precious time while they learned what to do instead of rehearsing what they should have already learned. That must be why I until recently have had three rehearsals in the last five or more years.
I started listening to whatever was playing on the am radio but my older sister eventually showed my how lame am radio was (remember the 70’s when am played top 40 and fm played all the out there stuff). My eyes were opened in part due to my sister and my best friend Jim. But still I only played the radio. Except for that instance when driving from Minneapolis to Milwaukee in the family van I drove the family nuts by teaching myself how to play the accordion. By the time we got home I was able to pick out the notes and play along with the songs playing on the radio. My ear was born thanks to an accordion given to me by my late cousin Bret. From there it went all downhill. I started messing around with dad’s acoustic guitar but didn’t have the ear or knowledge as barely a teenager t figure out cords. Ended up just playing single notes which I later in life learned was the root note aka bass.
Then I wound up in Uncle Sam’s private canoe club known as the US Navy. I was a Corpsman have more stories both good and bad and downright horrible to write a series of books. I have heard from more than one reliable source that I can spin a yarn. So boot camp they find out I used to play a trumpet and they put me in the boot camp band playing trumpet for up to 16 hours a day. I even got a solo (three notes but still a solo).
Boot camp ended and I went about the typical life of a sailor who never went to sea (was stationed with the Marines instead lots of stories there what I can remember we drank an awful lot back then). I bought cheap guitar at a pawn shop and started figuring it out. Was going back home from Nevada to Milwaukee on leave was gonna take my guitar and jam with some friends. Well the band Cinderella was popular then, you remember them they used to throw their guitars over their shoulders and the strap would send it flying around and they would catch it. So I tried it. I found out the big deal about strap locks cause the strap came off and my take it or leave it cheap guitar crashed into the ceiling hard enough to break the neck. So came home and still hooked up with my friends. They handed me a Rickenbacker 4001 bass saying “Jerry got called in to work, no guitar you’ll HAVE to play bass”. Two songs into they were saying “You’re a lot better than Jerry, how long been playing bass”? I looked at my watch and honestly answered about 5 minutes”. When I got back to Carson City Nevada I headed to the local pawn shops (who’d imagine that many pawnshops in Nevada conveniently located just down the road from about four casinos, surely not me). Bought a Fender bass for $100 because the pawnshop owner didn’t believe it was a real Fender. Turns out it was not only a real Fender but a very rare 1985 model which I got in 1986.
I hooked up with my first band in 1989 called Smokehouse. Played all of two shows before the band leader went to play with a real band. Then played with a band called The Blue Flames. The Blue Flames had been around for about 10 years. They played after the polo games in Hawaii for tips. And because once a year Ginger Baker of Creem would come out and play a couple songs with the band. I was gonna get to play with Ginger Baker. But I blew out my knee and was fired because they didn’t want me sitting on a stool on stage. That’s why I don’t stand still on stage too much maybe I’m afraid of getting fired again for being to sedentary.
After that I concentrated on rehab for my knee (two surgeries lots of rehab). And well I couldn’t do much so I barricaded myself in a large walk in closet and practiced in hot non air conditioned Hawaii room until my bare feet were slipping too much on the linoleum floor Or I kept slipping off my stool. Usually anywhere from 3 to 8 hours per day every day.
Came back to CONUS (the continental US for those of you unfamiliar with Hawaiian lingo) And wound up in Kansas City cause my wife said it was too cold in Wisconsin and if I wanted to live she would come visit me in summer.
I knew by this time I wanted to sing so I spent 6 months in the basement working on the same song over and over and over and….oh you get the picture. But when I was done I found I it all clicked and have been known to sing words I didn’t know off the sheet while playing a song I never heard before. Goes back to that ear thing again.
I looked in all the wrong places for the blues scene wound up playing in country bands, rock bands, metal bands, original rock bands, etc. Eventually I hooked up with that same band leader from Hawaii who was now living outside of Columbia MO. We put together a long distance band called The Alligators. We practiced and learned songs on Friday and Saturday then everybody went home. Next week we practiced Friday night and Saturday during the day. Then that night we put on a 4 hour show and took the crowd by storm. They took all the tables and chairs and pushed them to the back wall and turned the whole place into a giant dance floor. He only people who weren’t dancing that night was the bartender and whoever had game on the pool table.
That lasted about a year and a half when Jack Michaels lit out for Boston and had a successful career as a Bruce Willis impersonator.
Then I ran into Andy Money at a Blayney’s jam while talking to Buck Brown. After playing with Buck it went something this…
- Andy: hey Buck I heard you have a new bass player…
- Buck: Yeah but this ain’t him.
- Andy: Really……..
Numbers exchanged and The Insultors Blues Band was born. Andy Money on guitar Dick Maxwell on Harp and Steve Brown on drums. Steve get either fired or quit before one gig I don’t really remember. Dick quit after a short time and Matt “Mad Mouth” Moore jumped in and added a whole new dimension to the band. Over the 5 years The Insultors were around Andy and I were there the whole time Matt almost the whole time and the list of drummers went as follows…….Steve Brown (formerly of the Alligators) quit or fired, Craig Wise moved cause he had a real career, Paul Sleazer (deja blue and also Doc Hok and Blues deluxe) quit due to getting a night job, Buster Gregg ( Buck Brown’s Roadhouse Blues Band) moved to Wichita, Brian Winkert ( Lonnie Ray and everybody else in town) phone disconnected couldn’t get hold to tell him when to be at where for gigs, Jan Faircloth (Cobalt Project and Leveetown) quit to form Leveetown, Jerry Ricardi (Big Slim’s Full House Blues Band, Scotty Boy’s Steady Rolling Band, Dog House Daddies) quit to play with Big Slim, Buster Gregg again. You can say we went through drummers.
So Matt wanted to go in a different direction and left to form the Double Clutch Blues Band after he and did a stint as the Po’ Boys with Bill Whitehead (Fo’ Fried Chickens and a Coke), Jerry Ricardi/Buster Gregg. And they are doing very well and put on a great show. I am proud to say to last show I did before hooking up with Allied Saints was a Double Clutch show the night before my first Allied Saints gig.
So The Insultors went three piece and became Smokestak Lightnin’ and played quite a bit including our winter over shows as terminal opening act on Friday and Saturday nights at Blayney’s. Not only opening for quality local bands but also national touring acts. Between Blayney’s and Knucklehead’s some of the acts we had the privilege of opening for include: W. C. Clark, James Solberg, Smokin Joe Kubek, David Hole, Studebaker John and the Hawks, also opened for Commander Cody with Double Clutch.
So Andy decided he wanted a break and well Hambone just kinda fell into my lap. I had run into Matt Miller over a year before that at a KCBS jam and well it just happened he needed a rhythm section the same time Buster and I found ourselves with out a guitar player. So we pushed to two together along with Tommy Andrews on lead guitar. Tommy left to form TAB the Tommy Andrews Band and Farley Compton stepped in and Hambone continued until Buster informed us that he needed to leave for family reasons and Matt needed to recoup after working 13 hour days and going to school at night.
So there I sat picking up gigs with Shannon and the rhythm kings and also Adam Wyatt. Playing the rare Double Clutch or Hambone gig in out special guest series. When filling in for Adam hosting a jam and Frank Stinson asked if I knew Martin Zander that he was looking for a new bass player. Of course first thing I said was “What happened to Dennis” That’s right I could never remember his name kept calling Todd Dennis don’t know why usually good with names. Got together and things sure seem to jell well. So here I am. I’m a sinner and a saint at the same time.
The future? Allied Saints! I don’t have to worry about blowing out my voice as those of you that have seen or heard me do before cause I sing so damn loud and hard. Cause
With Missy and Moe I might end up just singing back-ups and harmonies. But hey who knows what the future holds. All I can say is good people, good music, good times, I got no plans of going anywhere soon. Thanks for bringing me on board. Ken
Vocals & Guitar
Hey, I'm Martin Zander. I was born in Kansas City, Missouri on June the 6th, 1962. I've always loved music, and always wanted to perform music. At the age of 7, my brother Sean and I used to put on shows for the neighborhood kids, even though we didn't know how to play. I guess I knew then that this was what I wanted to do. My influences then were mostly my mom's Motown, R&B, and Soul records.
I began my music education at McCoy Elementary School in KCMO when I signed up for band at the age of 10. I wanted to play saxophone, but everybody wanted to play saxophone. So I settled for the French horn. I took to it immediately, and was absorbed, but it was more or less a school activity rather than a true passion. I did play in band from 7th to 10th grade.
Which brings us to the guitar....which is my true passion. I started playing guitar by accident, really. My parents bought my brother, who was much more openly into music than I, a guitar one Christmas. At the time, he had other interests, and so nobody really played it for a few months. One day I came home from school, and picked it up, I was about 15 years old. I started to play with records, and learned how to tune from my father, who played when we were younger.
I was completely taken over. I totally lost interest in everything else, and focused on the guitar. I would play to rock records and try to figure out how to play the songs. Primarily, Led Zeppelin, Rush, Boston, and some punk rock stuff like The Ramones, and The Sex Pistols. All of this was by ear, and with no formal training to speak of.
In the summer of 1977, I hooked up with life-long friends Dan Finnegan, and Jay Dunn. We began practicing and formed a band, which we named Opus. This band later became a little more metal-edged, and we re-named ourselves Blu Prostitute. We basically were a basement band that did parties. We lived at two households together, and played music for fun and recreation.
At 21, I was married, and decided to take a break from the band. Dan went on to do his own studio work, and later would re-join with me in a band called The Bidets. Jay moved to Texas to run a business with his brother.
My marriage was short-lived, therefore so was my break from music. (and let that be a lesson to all of you youngsters out there, never give up on your dream, and don't get married too early!)
After my divorce, I began working at a jazz club in KCMO called City Light, where I bartended. At City Light I met tons of Kansas City musicians. One of them being my first real mentor, Clarence "Sonny" Kenner. I began taking lessons from Sonny, which he barely charged me for and usually gave me double the time. Aside from being a great educator and a great guitar player, I think he just liked my attitude. I took lessons from Sonny for two years, and began sitting in wherever I could. I can't thank Sonny Kenner enough for what he did for me, and when he passed away on January 23,2001, I not only lost a great friend, and teacher, I lost an idol.
Aside from Sonny, I met a lot of musicians at City Light that were very supportive. People like Brian Hicks, Frank Smith, and David Basse. I really think that period really helped plant the roots for a lot of the music that I play now.
I continued to play, mostly at home, until I met Jimmy McAlister at an eclectic restaurant owned by Lou Jane Temple called Cafe LuLu. This was a very artsy/music-theater oriented restaurant that had an open-mike night on Monday nights. It was put on by members of the staff, and local artists. I had heard that Jimmy had toured and was a great guitar player, but little did I know how good he was, or the extensive musical resume that he had. Jimmy instantly became my hero, and we joined together with the help of infamous Kansas Citian, Larry "Fats" Goldberg.... and The Bidets were born.
The Bidets began as a hoax, or mock band for us to participate in the open-mike night at Cafe LuLu. It later became the band in which I started playing professionally. Some of the members of The Bidets have included Jimmy McAlister, Brian Hicks, Larry "Fats" Goldberg, Rob Andrew, Trisha McAlister, Jay Dunn, Mike Kelly, Dan Finnegan, Joey Walsh, Todd Michael Claypool, and of course, Missi Lehr.
Missi initially began by singing a couple of numbers a night with us, and evolved into being the singer and the only singer for me. I can't imagine being in a band without her.
After five years of playing together and several member changes, The Bidets dis-banded. It was the end of an era, and WHAT A RIDE!!
Jay, Mike, Jimmy, and Missi, Thank You........!
Which brings us to The Allied Saints.
Joe Walsh, (a former Bidet), headed a band called the Extras. The Bidets and The Extras played a few of the same venues. Since Missi and I didn't have a show on New Years eve 2000, I gave Joe a call, and asked if he would mind if we sat in. That show, kind of started the whole thing. I knew it could be something special.
With the dis-banding of The Bidets, Missi and I found ourselves with no band, and a real itch to play live. We began doing more and more shows with The Extras. With the departure of drummer Dennis Dorrell, and the addition of Mo Burks, we decided to set goals and give it a shot, and The Allied Saints were born.
All of The Saints have diverse musical backgrounds and influences, but when we come together, it's magical. My role in the band is lead and rhythm guitar, vocals, songwriting and arranging. Some of my huge influences are Jimi Hendrix (isn't he everyones?),Buddy Guy, James Brown, Albert Collins, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Carlos Santana, Jimmy Thackery, and Tommy Castro.
That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it. And MAY THE SAINTS COME MARCHIN' IN!________________MARTIN
Vocals & Inspiration
Hello, I’m Missi Lehr, or Michelle Denise Woodard-Lehr, born Lawrence Kansas, November 29, 1962. I have three brothers, Bill, Bob, and Matt. My parents, Bob and Shirley Woodard are still together, which is really unheard of today, and are still supporting my music. I have two sons, Adam and Zachary, who make me want to strive to be all I can possibly be. I know that they don’t understand sometimes how important it is to follow your passion, I hope that someday I can show them that through my music.
When I was about three years old, my brother Bill and I each sang solos at our church. It was the first time I can remember doing that, and the most memorable. It was then that I realized that I wanted to sing. I remember telling my mom, after it was all over, that I loved the way “all eyes were on me”. I’ve never stopped feeling that way about being in front of people.
My mother, who is my original inspiration to sing, has 8mm film of me dancing all around the house as a small child. Even then, I didn’t care if people saw me dancing alone, I just loved the music. I loved the way the music would just flow through me, and I felt every note as if I had written it myself. My mom used to rock me in this old orange chair when I was young and sing Tennessee Ernie Ford songs to me until I went to sleep. I know she got frustrated with me because I would stay awake as long as I could, just to hear her voice.
Things got much more interesting musically for me as I got older, however. In grade school, I landed a leading role in a musical, and that was only the beginning. In junior high school, I met one of the biggest influences on my life. Dr. Patricia Boyd was the music director for Central Junior High in Lawrence, Kansas. She taught me stage presence, and how to breathe when you sing. She also taught me that if you work hard enough on anything, you can achieve greatness. I was active in the music department as well as the theatre department at CJHS, and it was there that my real passion for the stage was born.
In 1978 I started high-school, and met one of my oldest and dearest friends, Paul Schneider. He played piano by ear, he couldn’t read music at the time, but he could literally listen to a song a couple of times on the radio, and play it. We instantly hooked up, and for a brief time, had a band called High Society. Throughout high-school, I was involved heavily in music, in fact so heavily that I sort of forgot the rest of my school work most of the time. That didn’t matter to me, however, I was in the elite choir, and also in a smaller elite group of only eight singers. We did all kinds of music, classical, jazz, blues, and pop. Manhattan Transfer’s four-part harmonies were a very large influence on me, I just loved the way all of their voices would blend together as one.
Speaking of influences... all throughout my life, I have listened to such a wide range of music, that I can’t say any one style has influenced me. What affects me when I hear music is the passion behind it and the energy. That determines whether I will like it. I have approximately 250 vinyl albums and probably 300 CD’s, and that is ever growing and changing. I have Benny Goodman, Miles Davis, Herb Alpert’s Tijuana Brass, Vivaldi, Beethoven, and then I also have Whitesnake, Foghat, The Stones, The Who, The Beatles, and The Police. Female artists that I look up to the most are, Janis Joplin, Melissa Etheridge, Aretha Franklin, Janis Segal, Billie Holiday, and Bonnie Raitt. Male artists that I look up to are, Robert Plant, Mick Jagger, Steve Tyler, Chris Robinson, and Peter Gabriel. My music collection also includes a great deal of new artists like, Susan Tedeschi, Shannon Curfman, Grace Potter and the Nocturnals, Jet, Lighthouse, Filter, 3 Doors Down, and Stabbing Westward. That fact is largely due to my two sons, Adam, and Zachary. They keep me up to date on what’s happening in today’s music world.
When I, barely, graduated high school, I was offered a job in Atlantic City, New Jersey. A friend of mine’s father was opening a casino there and wanted me to come and sing in his nightclub. It was the first time that I got scared about my talent. I wasn’t sure that I could do it, so I didn’t go. In a way, I’ve always regretted that decision, but I know that I wouldn’t have many things in my life that I cannot replace if I would have gone.
Instead of going to Jersey, I decided to go to college at KU. I was probably the only person in the history of the music department that auditioned for voice singing a pop song. Everyone else was doing arias, and I sang a song from the movie “Flashdance”. But luckily for me, John Stephens was there and thought I had potential and agreed to teach me. His teachings still are a part of my life. It’s too bad I didn’t listen to everything he was teaching me, because my stay at KU was brief, barely two semesters, but I learned an amazing amount in that time.
I sort of lost my music for several years after that, oh yeah, I would sing for weddings, and Kareoke, but it wasn’t till I was working at JJ’s in Kansas City that I met Martin Zander, and forced him to let me sing a song with his band. That’s when I really got back to what makes me whole. He reluctantly let me sing with his band, The Bidets, and I then realized what had truly been missing from my life. I started out only singing a couple of songs with them, but that steadily grew, and before long, I had landed the “lead vocalist” position with them.
I met Joey Walsh when he showed up at practice one night on the urgings of Jay Dunn, our drummer. His passion for music is infectious, and I immediately was taken in by him. He played with our band for a while, but soon moved on to create his own project. It wasn’t until November of 1999, that I got the opportunity to play with Joey again, and it turned out to be a god-send. Martin and I contacted Joey because we wanted to play New Year’s Eve 2000. We didn’t want to be anywhere else at the beginning of the new millennium, and The Bidets couldn’t play that night. So we asked if we could sit in with The Extras. He graciously accepted, and eventually over the next three months, we basically hooked up with them and a new alliance was formed. We were playing with Joey Walsh, Todd Plympton, Rick Symmonds, and Dennis Dorrell. Dennis had physical barriers that prevented him from playing as often as we were, and therefore had to bow out of the band, so I got the distinct pleasure of meeting Mo Burks.
The Extras were playing a gig at The Blue Note in Overland Park, and I decided to show up and check the new drummer out. I was immediately swept away by his incredible energy, and heart-felt vocals. He knows just about every song ever written, inside and out, and if he doesn't, he only has to listen to it once to get his part down, musically and vocally. He is truly the heartbeat of any band he plays with.
Martin Zander makes me want to be a better singer. His guitar licks are, in my opinion, comparable to any of the great guitar players of all time. The scary thing is, he keeps getting better. I don’t know if Kansas City is ready for him yet, but hold on to your seats, ladies and gentlemen, he’ll make your body rock across the dance floor, and then make your knees weak and your heart tremble. I know he does mine.
Todd had to move back to Branson to take care of family matters there, so we are now fortunate enough to have found Ken Ess, our latest addition. His bass lines are incredible, and his mere knowledge of songs and material and sheer musical ability makes him a perfect match to Mo in the rhythm section....... plus he's one hell of a vocalist!
Rick has left the band to pursue other things, so we are BLESSED to welcome Gharett Schaberg to the Allied Saints crew! He plays keyboards and saxophone with us, and is a music teacher outside of the band. A true musician, he has put a smile on my face for sure! (cuz Saxophone is SO SAXXY!) We are in the process of re-inventing ourselves, which, in any band that has been together as long as we have, is a WONDERFUL thing!
So watch out, folks, The NEW Allied Saints are here, and you’d better get ready to get your asses rocked, cause it doesn’t matter if you dance or just sit and watch, we will make you smile, and you will have a good time!
Vocals & Percussion
The story of Mo begins in October l968. Being up way past my bedtime at the age of lO, I saw Don Kershner's Rock Concert TV show for the first time. On that show I saw a young black drummer/vocalist named Buddy Miles and his band The Buddy Miles Express. I was mesmerized. I saw a drummer that could sing and play at the same time, was the leader of the band and he and the drums were out front. At that moment I knew that this was something I could do. Mind you, I had no doubts.
I asked my parents for a set of drums for Christmas of that year. It was my Mom that persuaded my dad to get them for me. When I got them I went to work. I watched and listened to drummers from all genre of music. After five years of "woodshedding," it all came together. I knew I was ready to perform. In 1973, a neighbor of mine had a friend who had a band. Their drummer was ill before a gig and they needed a replacement fast. After enduring years of my constant banging, my neighbor told them about me. I had three days in which to learn 40+ songs. Quite a task for a 15 year old. The gig was part of the KCMO Parks and Recreation "Music in the Park" program. I did the gig, had the best time ever and was given a check for $200.00 for three hours work. There was NO turning back now.
In the summer of 1973, some of my schoolmates and I wanted to start a band. After my experience in Swope Park earlier that year, I was dying to play. It was a seven piece group called Sweet'n Sticky. The name was inspired by the keyboard player's little sister and a caramel apple. We played mostly Blood, Sweat & Tears and Chicago material due to our horn section. I was in this band that I sang my first lead vocal to the Buddy Miles classic "Them Changes." After all, he was my mentor. We played at high school dances, wedding receptions and birthday parties.
After graduation in 1976, the members of Sweet'n Sticky went their separate ways. I joined the Army and was stationed at Ft. Riley, Ks. It was there that I met guitarist James McLeod and bassist Steven Wright. Together we formed McFunk, Inc. and played various gigs stateside and overseas. After my discharge in September 1980, 1 spent the next four years in college and performed as often as I could.
In the fall of 1985, 1 joined The Suburban Blues Band out of Blue Springs, Mo. It lasted two years. In 1987, 1 was a member of The Nightcrawlers out of KCMO for the next three years and headlined the KC Spirit Festival for all three years. When The Nightcrawlers disbanded, bassist Laura Hardy put me in touch with the late bassist Linda Lindell of the rock band Hired Gun. They had just signed a regional performance contract with Omni Entertainment, and needed to replace their present drummer who was wrestling with substance abuse. Upon Hardy's recommendation, Hired Gun took me on as their timekeeper and I spent the next eight years touring the States and Canada. In 1993, we were asked to play the Annual Sturgis Harley-Davidson Biker Convention in Sturgis, South Dakota. We played before a crowd of 250,000+ people. It was the first time I was ever nervous about performing. After that, we played the convention annually for five years.
In the spring of 1997, Linda Lindell was diagnosed as having lung cancer. Her radiation and chemotherapy treatments made it impossible for her to tour any longer. A band meeting was held and, in spite of her wish for us to find another bassist and press on, Hired Gun disbanded. Linda was one of the founding members and the b2nd's manager. We were, in every sense of the word, a family. We couldn't go on without her. She fought long and hard, but lost her battle with cancer two years later.
Later that same year, I answered an ad in what used to be The Inferno Music Magazine. This brings us to my next band Joe Don’t Care. L came to this band just as future Allied Saints guitarist Joey Walsh was leaving. Even though the band broke up two years later, we had a good following and enjoyed local success. It was in this band that I wrote my first song "News for You," a poem I wrote after my first wife divorced me back in 1987. Here also is where the stage name "Mo Black" was born, for obvious reasons.
After JDC I joined a southern rock band called Doin'Justice, lead by frontman Bryan Gentry. We won a battle of the bands contest and got to be the opening act for The Yallapalooza Tour held at Sandstone Amphitheater in 1999. A while later, Bryan Gentry became a force unto himself and the band fired him. The bass player soon followed. And so myself, guitarist Chris Vance, keyboardist Teri Scott and new bassist Jeff Schoffner formed the country/blues/rock band New Evidence with yours truly as the new lead vocalist. This band is still here today.
It's been said that good musicians borrow and great musicians steal. The Allied Saints have learned their lessons from the very best in the music world, so we have earned the right to be known as GREAT MUSICIANS.