Andy Keyes – Drums
Andy’s arrangement and execution of percussion demands nothing short of a degree in mathematics. Luckily, he has one. He commands old school down home stomp on rock tinged blues like Jimi Hendrix’s Red House, yet deftly steers a set of brushes from snare to sizzling ride on Thelonious Monk’s Round Midnight. His ability to engage, groove on and expand latent improvisations of the group is simply where. it’s. at. To sound that good he would need to craft build his own custom drums. Luckily, he does.
Whether touring, in the studio or in the church house, Andy’s history on the kit goes way back. What is less well known is his uncanny ability to determine person’s blood type merely by listening to their regional accent. Speak to him long enough and he can probably also ballpark your blood alcohol content. Rest assured when he finally advises you to stop talking, it does not indicate you lack sparkling conversational ability, rather it is simply medically necessary. Paging Dr Andy to the downbeat.
Mike McOlash – Bass
Although Mike’s approach to his instrument differs somewhat from the rest of the group in that he often plays the right notes, his sound remains unique. In lock-step with Andy’s ably crafted rhythm, Mike provides a compelling foundation of musical structure. Coaxed into the role of low-note-soloist, Mike wails forth with an intensity that demands attention and respect. His versatility far outstrips our little group, being equally comfortable walking a Ray Brown style bottom end to jazz standards as he is wrenching down on some Rage Against the Machine. This group focuses exclusively on the former rather than the latter. He has been on the music scene since the late 70’s playing with some of the best Milwaukee has to offer, both live and in the studio.
Mike was born at the age of 5 in southern Chile and immigrated to America at the age of 10, making him 5 years younger than he is and 15 years younger than he looks. His first instrument was self crafted from a window screen, but after a close call with a malarial mosquito was returned to its original purpose. His refusal to use the Julian calendar makes scheduling especially difficult, but his ability to read a wrist watch left handed means he is always on time.
Alissa Weber – Vocals
Mild mannered newspaper reporter (for real) Alissa Weber is the perfect cover for metropolis Milwaukee’s newest superhero – Alto Ego
Faster than a speeding tempo, that in hindsight we might have rushed a little bit on the bridge. More powerful than Merry Clayton, Able to leap high octaves in a single bound. It’s flipping you the bird, it’s Jefferson Airplane… it’s the Milwaukee native with the Detroit sound – it’s Alto Ego.
Alissa Weber carries a powerhouse vocal knockout blow dripping with a soulful sound that is the very essence of the JRT. She is Stax, Chess, Motown and Muscle Shoals rolled into one hometown winner. An undeniable force combined with a razor sharp wit and enthusiasm for our mission – a platinum rare combination. The JRT is beyond blessed to know her, our listeners are well advised to lend an ear – check out “At Last” on the sample tracks page.
Kristi Lontok – Vocals
Kristi Lontok’s angelic voice has been responsible for steering several ships aground. As a public service, the JRT has agreed to provide her a more constructive outlet for her dulcet and crystal bell toned phrasing of American jazz standards. Her song selections have recently been diagnosed as NKC syndrome (that’s Nat King Cole, so says the AMA). We are giving her only non FDA approved placebos (tic tacs and pez) in the hopes that the condition is contagious. Consequently,.her breath is delightful and her glycemic index thru the roof.
Kristi not only exudes beautiful vocals, but also an enthusiasm for music, fun, laughs and our charity mission that endears her to every member of this little musical experiment. We’re glad she’s with us.
Dave Ciepluch – Bass
Dave Ciepluch is a stand-up guy, which is in part why he seems so tall. His strong faith and goodness provide a compass ensuring focus on our true North – charitable service through great music. His skill and acumen on the bass provide the delectable and right-as-rain funky grooves we love so much. His wisdom and experience provide ripping good tales – and lots of ‘em. Salty yarns from his encyclopedic knowledge of old school rock, blues and soul.
Dave’s solid sound likely stems from a proud lineage of musical giants – reaching perhaps even back to prehistoric times…
Ancient Dave: unfrozen caveman bassist: Dave say fire good, but fire hot – no touch fire. But old school soul and blues hot too – Dave want touch soul and blues, but Dave need tool. Og in next cave invent wheel, but wheel no make music go, and Og is jerk, never share mastodon meat… stupid Og. So Dave invent new tool – call it bass. Bass make low note go. Go low note, go. Dave bass so cool – he money. Caveman Dave next want invent friend for bass – call it kick drum. But sabertooth eat Caveman Dave, kick drum need wait.
In fact, so highly respected is Dave among his peers that when proclaiming his allegiance to the JRT, friends and family doubted the veracity of his claim – finding it incredulous their upstanding and respectable musician would associate with such wanktankerous odd-balls. But associate he does, and blessed are we to have him plying the deep frequencies. Oh, and we like his hats.
‘Cadillac’ Jim Lovinus – Bass
With a ’64 Coupe Deville in the garage and decades of experience on Milwaukee’s rock scene under his belt, we had to bestow upon him the affectionate moniker of Cadillac Jimmy. Stuttgart? Tokyo? naaah. Only the hard-scrabble ground and true grit of Detroit could incubate things so iconically American as the Cadillac he drives and the Motown, blues and rock that he plays. Kicked around? Sure, a little bit. Both Cadillac and the Jimmy that shares the brand have seen their portion of hard knocks, tough times. But real cars like real people don’t quit. They know what really counts – being the best there is and in exchange enjoying the adulation of those that care deeply about them. Sure, Caddy’s have their enthusiasts, and any car club will geek like hell over a ’59 Eldo, but a Cadillac Jimmy bass line? not even full sticker price can buy you that – it can only be found when he weaves his magic with the JRT.