Charlie Wolfe
(The Wolfe)
The Straw that stirs The Drink. Charlie is the secret ingredient in the HoHW gumbo. A classic blues harp road warrior, Charlie's harp brings the lightning to the HoHW thunder. 30+ years on with HoHW, keeping us well stirred.
Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog He said I will fix your rack if you take Jack my dog I said wait a minute Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man He said that's OK boy, won't you feed him when you can
Tom Wipf
(Wipf)
Playing music for Tom started back in 1969 (at the ripe old age of 13) in the Catskills with his band "Time". Now 30 + years on with HoHW, hundreds of great gigs, adventures and awesome friendships, every show still feels like opening night.
Oh the stories we could tell.
Definitely enjoying the ride.
Nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile
Charlie Menduni
(Chuck)
Charlie says it best! Mike Drop: "If you’re lucky in life you find something you can always look forward to, that anchors you, and helps define why you’re here. First as drummer,and now as a guitarist, this special cast of characters has been just that, and has been my extended family for over 30 years.
Friendship, music & laughter….this crew embodies it all. A circle of friends that has over the years seen some come and go, yet rolls along with a life of it’s own, bigger than any one of us. A cohesion of spirit that focuses on having fun, and finding the groove. It’s an energy that consistently finds its way through each note to the audience, and it’s why we’re here."
Adiós and vaya con Dios Yeah, I'm leaving GA Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one And grab my guitar and play
Glenn McCready
(Glenn two n’s)
Glenn, the thunder from down under is the glue holding this chaos carnival together.
He and Richie lock down that rhythm section like a sardine can. Tasty bass lines and from the soul vocals deliver every show, every time.
For Glenn, this is more than just a band. Anyone can play music. The camaraderie in HOHW is beyond the music. He can only play bass one way, and that’s full throttle.
Seems I've got to have a change of scene Every night I have the strangest dreams Imprisoned by the way it could have been Left here on my own or so it seems I've got to leave before I start to scream Won't someone lock the door and turn the key
Richie Araldi
(Richie from the Bronx)
Richie from the Bronx….our secret weapon. This guy not only swings that rhythm like ballroom dancer, his vocals are next level ! You can set your watch by his timing.
Drums, vocals, harmonies ….he’s got all the tools and knows how to use ‘em.
Cool grooves, tasty rhythms and honey dipped vocals. The whole package.
Well you wake up in the morning, hear the work bell ring. Then they march you to the table, you see the same old thing.
James Quigley
(Jim-AAAAAAY)
This long strange trip called Hell or High Water started for James 30+ years ago. We were looking for the missing piece and after one gig with James, we searched no more. Blazing keys, big time vocals and the contagious energy to get those toes tapping.
No stranger to early mornings and even more late nights, James is a consummate musician’s musician.
The KEY to our endless search for the sound. The key man.
Oh the Green and Red of Mayo I can see it still Its soft and craggy boglands Its tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland And the waves carress its shore Oh the feelin' it came over me To stay forever more Forever more
Jack Moran
(Jack the Ripper)
When the Eagles wanted to up the ante, they got Joe Walsh. Well, when HoHW wanted to up the ante, we "jacked" it way up with Jack Moran! Blazing solos, fretboard fireworks and those oh so soulful vocals to complete the package.
Jack is our master of the Stratocaster ( and PRS.....etc.)
Crossroads, seem to come and go, yeah The gypsy flies from coast to coast Knowing many, loving none Bearing sorrow, havin' fun But back home he'll always run To sweet Melissa
