Last night after I attended a Frankfort Town Board Meeting (regular readers may remember I have a side hustle covering Valley meetings for Sentinel Media), I stopped by Fratello’s Pizzeria to enjoy some music with Ryan Quinn. Oh dear, that sounds like he was my date. No, no, he was making the music, I was enjoying it.
A very nice young man.
He was playing guitar when I showed up, and he smiled nicely when I went to take a picture. I told him it was for my blog post. Later he switched to keyboard, so I tried to get a shot of that, too.
And he is as talented as he is nice.
At first I thought I screwed up, because I couldn’t make the picture come up as I walked back to my seat at the bar (I like to sit at the bar), so I went back and tried again. This time I took two. My phone made that little “blb.”
“I’m sure I got it that time,” I said.
“It even made a satisfying sound,” he agreed.
I went to see Phil Arcuri at Fratello’s on a recent Wednesday but neglected to make a blog post about it. How remiss of me. In fact, I have not been catching the local music scene as much as I like to lately. I’ll have to do something about that.
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