Adam & Noah Band, Jan. 17, The Buttonwood Tree
From
 the opening peal of the fiddle the wheeze and cry of accordion and 
violin had us moving to the exuberant Zydeco groove. When they slowed 
the tempo we could have been in central Europe. There was foot stompin' 
country and sweet Irish complete with tremolo mandolin and a (mostly 
underutilized) red haired lass at the mike. Red shoes too I see. Young 
and fresh but as talented as pros, at one point they called themselves a
 rock band. Well, rock they did . . . with just the right amount of 
swing.
 
 
 
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