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JoyFest 2006
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The photos on this page were taken by Steve's brother Jim.

Let's see, this must have been about, oh... late afternoon sometime...
Tommy and Lauren. By this time, Tom was wondering if he could get away with wearing a top like Lauren had on. But, do they make them in mirrored spandex?
Greg looks like he blew so hard he popped an eye out. Are matey, all the better ta be a pirat'in...
The Valves Auxiliary Drum Line, Tom Lauren and Ashley the Conga Chick...
needs more cowbell
This was The Valves second set plus a whole contingent of sitter inners
The horns plus one. You may notice two trombones here, one is Joe Reidy, who is leaving the Valves for greener pastures (and I DO mean Greener) and Ben Gould, also formerly of Tornado Alley, who just might be replacing Joe... Stay tuned
And on the seventh day... errr, I mean bar, they rested.
Who's that stunning pile of Hunky McBasstudmuffin on the left? Jesus, what a man. He makes Mike look like a scraggly pipe cleaner.
Greg and Jay doin the blues thing. That is NOT Eddie Vedder to Greg's left, but is instead Chris Florio, who actually runs a REAL recording studio and probably looks at what we've done here and snorts under his breath in derision.. "They call that a studio? Pttthpppp"
By this time in the evening, Paul had replaced Lowboy at the organ and began to dip into his endless supply of strange faces.
One of the tractors flashes it's headlights in either support or warning of imminent attack.
Bang, Slap, Pow, Grunt, kick... is it our drumline or a fight on Batman
Blow blow blow yer note, gently down the stream...
This was the back up band...
I wasn't the first, or the last, to note the 50 foot space between the band and the crowd, you would think we were radioactive.
A stunning mix of the old and the new in fashion design
what does this knob do?
Oooh shit... umm... hang on, I'll put it back...
Greg blows into the breathalizer... honest officer, I only drank sprite
Bruce Reed, ready to lay down DA LAW baby!!
Mike, used to having the law laid down on him, looks on warily, prepared to resist
Ashley's hands are a blur after she noticed a bee on the conga
This is Bruce again, Bruce singing the blues is the ultimate in cool...
... This is Reagan's dad Ace.. Ace playing the spoons is the OPPOSITE of cool....
Once again... Cool...
Not cool... any questions?
Tom Choiniere sweatin to the oldies
While Lauren just wonders how she got stuck playin with the oldies
Not sure who this guy is, good piano player though
Then there's Paul.. and all that that implies
Let's see, I count....5 guitars. I actually think there were more at one point.
Ben Gould reads the Charts
While Tommy G breaks the hearts
Ummm... again, not sure... he has hair like Mike though. Why couldn't I get genes like that,
oooh, my back hurts so bad... ooooh
.. Aaaaaah, there we go.....
Tom Choiniere again, he won the brightest shirt of the day award.
Bones Bones are good for your heart, the more they play, the more they sound like a fart...
And the rock just kept-a-rockin...