Dallas Moore Rhythm’s On Trade Greer, SC March 3, 2016 Welcome to the twilight zone. As many of you know, KUDZOO was ac-
tually the natural progression from my old Southern Rock magazine GRITZ that launched back in 1998. Now, as I recall, Char- lie Daniels and his Blue Hat Records was my very first advertiser. Coming in a close second was the Cincinnati “Wild Man,” Dallas Moore. I remember writing many a review and article on Dallas. I was a fan from the first album, and remain so today. Oddly enough, we had never had the opportunity to meet live and in person. Our brotherhood was forged via the internet and the telephone. How trendy we were! (Not really. Both of us live to buck the trends.) So last week I get an e-mail from my buddy
Dallas, telling me he is playing a gig in Greer, SC. What? Only 13 miles up the road. Color me there! Well, provided my roommate Colleen was interested, since my eyes prevent me from driving at night. I went into her of- fice and pitched the greatness of Dallas Moore. She was in. I let Dallas know we were going to be crashing the party, and I dropped a message to my old friend She D’Ambrosio, a local promoter, booker and radio station owner. She would be there as well. It’s been quite a while since I went to a
show on a Thursday night, but I wouldn’t miss the chance to finally meet Dallas after 20 years of internet and phone calls. So we packed up and headed toward Greer in a ice cold pouring rain. I must say, Rhythm’s is one fine restaurant
and bar. The bartender was very friendly. We got there way too early, but that gave us time to dine. The owner, Curtis Hanvey was work- ing, and I really enjoyed meeting him, and his food was primo. They offer up everything
Dallas Moore. (Buffalo Photo)
from killer wings and burgers to the Stude- baker Chicken Salad, which I had. But I want to do a proper review of the food, so I will save that until next issue. Suffice it to say it was mighty tasty, plenty of it, and they make a pretty amazing Bloody Mary. Natch. Dallas has been mixing it up lately, booking
shows with his Dallas Moore Band, as well as duets with his lead guitarist Chuck Morpurgo. We had just finished our dinner when the “tour bus” pulled up and in came Dallas, his wife Jenna, and Chuckie. Dallas came over and gave me a big ol’ hug and we spoke briefly. Knowing the game as I do, I knew that they had to get set up before they could actu- ally engage in any conversations. Jenna set up a merch table right behind where we were seated while Chuck and Dallas
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