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We don’t play a lot of museums, so getting asked to be part of the Kewanee Historical Society’s 50th birthday party already felt a little different in the best way. Instead of a stage or a corner of a bar, we were set up on the mezzanine, looking down over the main floor while people came in, grabbed food, and found old friends.

Playing from the mezzanine “kitchen”

The spot they put us in usually holds a recreated early-1900s kitchen, so our piano, guitar, and PA ended up right where the stove and table usually live. From up there, we could see the whole room—people being greeted at the door, laughing at the first display that caught their eye, lining up for food. It felt like we were half band, half extra set of eyes on the party.

Tom’s been to the museum a bunch with his family, but this was my (Greg’s) first real wander through. There’s a lot to take in—old storefront signs, photos, tools, and a bunch of 70s-era stuff that made us both say, “Wait, we had that exact thing!”

The orange couch and the Hawaiian painting

The star of our setup area, though, was this bright orange vintage sofa under a painting of a Hawaiian woman who is… let’s just say, not overdressed. The painting used to hang at the old Waunee Farms restaurant, and once we saw it, we knew there was no way we were getting through the night without a photo or two.

Tom immediately went into Seinfeld mode and started telling the story about the episode where Elaine accidentally sends out Christmas cards with a nip slip. He’s halfway down the stairs re-enacting it when we both realize everyone on the main floor has gone quiet and is listening, so he kind of trails off mid-sentence. We told them we were talking about a Seinfeld episode but didn’t have the courage to speak of it aloud, and we all had a laugh.

The funny part: a few minutes after we come back up with more gear, we hear people downstairs talking about Seinfeld. So in a way, Seinfeld ended up being the unofficial third member of Bell & Field for the night. Greg even tried his best George Costanza pose on that orange couch under the painting. Not sure he nailed it, but the intention was there.

Music for a museum birthday

From a music standpoint, this was one of those “background, but not really background” shows. People were eating, talking, and checking out exhibits, but we could feel a lot of ears tuned in. Every time we finished a song, we’d catch clapping from different pockets of the room.

Tom’s voice was a little tight for the first 20–30 minutes, but it loosened up as we went and from there it was smooth sailing.

We leaned into the storytelling side of our set list—songs that feel like they belong in a room full of photos and old documents. Our take on “Borderline” keeps evolving every time we play it, and this one felt especially dialed in. The big standout for both of us, though, was “Slip Slidin’ Away.” As soon as we hit the last chord, we looked at each other and said the same thing: “That’s the best we’ve ever played that one.” It’s a good feeling when you both know it without having to say anything first.

Giveaways, history nerds, and a tip jar downstairs

Throughout the night, Mike—who was juggling host, MC, and museum ambassador duties—would hop on the mic between a couple of songs to announce raffle winners. So the flow kind of became: two or three tunes from us, a cheer from the crowd, then someone heading up to grab a prize. It kept things loose and made it feel very much like a community birthday party, not just a concert dropped into a museum.

The board members and volunteers—Mike, Marci, LeeAnn, Marianne, and others—could not have been more welcoming. The food table stayed busy, people lingered at the displays, and we got to talk to a few folks who clearly love Kewanee history as much as Tom does. (He’s actually certified to teach social studies, so this kind of gig is right in his wheelhouse.)

At one point Mike also reminded everyone that there was a tip jar downstairs for the “live acoustic duo performance” happening above their heads, which was very kind of him. From our balcony perch, we could see people wander over, drop something in, and then tilt their heads up to see where the music was coming from.

Why this one stuck with us

We say this a lot, but it’s true: no two Bell & Field gigs are the same. This one really played to what we do best—mixing familiar covers and a few deeper cuts that reward people who are really listening. Being up on that mezzanine, surrounded by old kitchenware, an orange couch, and that infamous painting, made it feel like we were part of the exhibit for a night.

For Tom, it was also a reminder to get back to the museum more often just as a visitor. The place is packed with the kind of hands-on details that help you understand what it was like to live in Kewanee decades ago, and it was cool to be the soundtrack for people reconnecting with those stories.

Huge thanks again to everyone at the Kewanee Historical Society for having us, feeding us, and trusting us not to knock anything over with a guitar case or piano shell. If you’re looking for Kewanee Historical Society entertainment ideas or just want live music in Kewanee that can fit around conversations and celebrations like this, we’d love to chat about it.

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Rams Riverhouse is starting to feel like our own little experiment in how many tiny things can go sideways before a show and still add up to a really good night.

Dry load-in, quick setup, and the traditional “no guitar in the monitor” moment

The last time we played Rams, it felt like we were loading in during a hurricane. Sheets of rain, cables getting damp, and a 10–15 minute scramble to figure out why nothing sounded right. This time: blue sky, dry sidewalks, and a bar & grill that actually has a stage waiting for us. Already an upgrade.

We pulled into Port Byron with time to spare. Tom left his car at Greg’s place, rode along, and handed over a birthday present in the driveway: a Bell & Field thermos with our logo and Greg’s name on it.

We rolled our gear in, set up in record time, and somehow had a full hour before downbeat. Of course, we still had to uphold one soundcheck issue, and it was our usual routine.

Tom’s guitar check went like this:

• Tom strums confidently.
• Silence.
• He frowns at the mixer.
• We pretend to troubleshoot everything else first.
• He finally looks down and realizes a pedal setting is wrong.

It happens every single time like clockwork, and we both laughed because it really does. At this point it’s basically expected.  We’d be more surprised if it didn’t happen.

River walk, Pavillion and “Molester Moon”

Because setup went so smoothly, we actually got to be human beings for a bit. We walked down to the pavilion by the Mississippi, and just talked. Tom had recently stayed at an Airbnb across the street with Malissa, so he pointed it out and told a few stories from that trip.

Then the conversation took a hard left turn into a ridiculous video Tom’s sons had shown him featuring a character called “Molester Moon” and a cursed chain of moon emojis. Picture a person in a weird moon costume, high voice, dancing badly, saying, “I’m going to molest you!” It’s the kind of dumb comedy you’re embarrassed to laugh at, and of course there was another couple sitting right there in the pavilion overhearing all of it.

We didn’t realize it at the time, but that couple from the pavilion ended up front and center for the show. Tom introduced himself later and we all laughed about the absurd moon video.

Salad, family, and a small but attentive room

Back at Rams, Tom grabbed their Grilled Chicken Caesar Salad before we started. He was starving but didn’t want anything heavy before singing for three hours. It hit the spot and he came back to the stage feeling good and ready to test his diaphragm for the rest of the night.

The room wasn’t packed, but it was the kind of crowd we really like: people listening, clapping after songs, and making eye contact instead of just shouting over us. Having Tom’s family there helped anchor the whole night, too. His son James came up to the piano for a go at “Take It Easy” by the Eagles with Tom on guitar.

Friends in the front row and songs that are starting to lock in

One of the best parts of the night was seeing familiar faces walk through the door: our friends David, Nancy, and Helen. We’re big fans of David Killinger’s work with The Carefree Highwaymen (his Gordon Lightfoot tribute) and his other folk projects, so having him show up on a night we’re doing a live acoustic duo performance always gives us a little extra push.

We pulled out “Sundown” for David. That one hasn’t totally settled for Greg yet, but it’s getting closer every time. It’s funny how a song that seems simple on paper—just a few chords—can be sneaky with nuances that have to land together or it feels off.

Some of our newer tunes are starting to feel really comfortable too:

• Borderline – starting to groove the way we imagined when we first added it.
• And She Was – not really new, but weird and wonderful as always, and the Rams crowd seemed into it.
• Walk of Life – a good fit for a bar & grill with an actual stage and people nodding along with their drinks.

We closed the night with “Walking in Memphis” and “Wild Night,” then hung out to talk with the folks who stuck around until the end.

An awkward restroom trip, nostalgic car rides, and heading home

Somewhere near the beginning of the night, Tom had one of those tiny human moments you don’t expect to end up in a show recap. The men’s room at Rams is just small enough that you’re not sure if it’s a one-person or two-person situation. One toilet, one urinal. Tom walked in, saw someone already standing at the toilet, and had that split-second debate: do I wait outside, or just use the urinal and pretend this is normal?

He went for it, but came back to the stage with that look of, “Did I just break an unspoken rule?” These are the important questions we wrestle with on the road.

After we packed up, we said goodbye to Tom’s family. Malissa rode back with us, and since there’s no Taco Bell on the route home from Port Byron, we stuck with our newer tradition: nostalgia listening session. Last time it was TV theme songs; this time it was old pop, rock, and hard rock we grew up on—“Cult of Personality” by Living Colour, some Nine Inch Nails, “I’m the Man” by Anthrax, and many others.

Tom hadn’t heard “I’m the Man” before and immediately said it sounded like the Beastie Boys. Greg had never made that connection, but once he said it, you can’t un-hear it. That stretch of highway went by fast with all of us trading memories about the first time we heard those songs.

By the time we pulled back into town, we were already replaying the night in our heads: the river walk, the molester Moon conversation, the wall of orange vehicles, James at the piano, David and his family in the audience, and that comfortable Rams Riverhouse stage where the sound just seems to carry right to every table.

Sharing music on a summer night for folks who really listen is about as good as it gets.

Want this kind of night at your place?

If you’re putting together something and want a live acoustic duo to bring harmonies, guitars, piano, and a bunch of stories like these, you can reach us through this page: https://www.bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

Some shows feel like gigs, and some feel like you just plugged in the PA at a family reunion. Tom’s parents’ 52nd anniversary at Cerno’s definitely landed in that second category.

Three Anniversaries, One Room at Cerno’s

This was our third time doing this anniversary party at Cerno’s in downtown Kewanee, and it’s officially a tradition now. Tom’s parents were celebrating 52 years, but they weren’t the only ones being toasted. Tom’s cousin Mark and his wife Maria were at 28 years, Tom’s sister Katie and her husband Dan were at 25, and Tom and Malissa hit 25 too. The dates don’t all line up on the calendar, but that’s where everyone stands, and it felt right to lump it all into one big “we’re still here” celebration.

Between Tom’s parents, Tom and Malissa’s six kids, Aunt Nancy and Uncle Howard, nephews Caleb and Andrew, and Annie’s boyfriend Garrett, the back room at Cerno’s felt like a living room with a Belgian back bar and 30 taps. There were sing-alongs, requests, and the kind of side conversations you only get when half the room shares a last name.

Why This One Hits Different

Tom here: I’ve been lucky to grow up with parents who have quietly modeled what love and support look like. Playing their 50th anniversary at Cerno’s a couple years back was a big deal for me. At the end of that night my mom half-joked, “We should just do this next year because you never know.” That line stuck. We really don’t know when life is going to shift, so coming back for 51 and now 52 has felt like saying, “We’re still together, let’s keep celebrating while we can.”

Greg here: I want to back up to something small but important. When I go to Tom and Malissa’s house to practice, their place is always moving. Kids in and out, friends dropping by, sometimes not even ringing the doorbell—just walking in with cookies or something for the table. There’s a strong sense of trust and inclusion that you can feel. I’m pretty sure a lot of that comes from Jim and Cheri. Over the years, they’ve pulled me into that circle, and honestly, the music almost feels like the side story to the relationships at this point.

First Dances, Old Songs, and New Additions

Of course, we had to play “The Wedding Song (There Is Love)” by Paul Noel Stookey. That was Jim and Cheri’s wedding song, and seeing them step out and dance to it again—52 years later—pretty much stopped the room. It’s one of those songs that’s simple on paper but heavy with history when you know what it means to the people in front of you.

We also used this night to finally roll out some songs that had been sitting on the practice list for too long. We opened with “Because” by The Dave Clark Five, then finally took “Run for the Roses” (Dan Fogelberg) out for its first real spin. We debuted “Walk of Life” (Dire Straits), “No Matter What” (Bad Company), and “Sundown” (Gordon Lightfoot). “Sundown” was especially fun.”

We also dusted off some tunes we hadn’t touched in a while: “Round Here” for Tom’s sister, who is a big Counting Crows fan, plus “Margaritaville,” “Take the Long Way Home,” “Don’t Worry, Be Happy,” “Southern Nights” (Glen Campbell), and “Hungry Heart.”.

James on Keys and Panthers on the Screen

One of the best parts of this live acoustic duo performance was getting Tom’s son James to play some songs. He jumped on piano for “Sweet Home Chicago” and “Hey Jude,” playing and singing with Tom. James has always been strong with sheet music, but this time he wasn’t reading at all—just playing from memory and feel. Watching him lean into improvising more each year has been its own quiet subplot in these Cerno’s shows.

Then Simeon, another of Tom’s sons, decided to raise the bar on the tribute side of the night. He dug up game footage from Jim’s college football days with the UNI Panthers and got it playing for everyone. Suddenly the anniversary party turned into a Saturday night watch party, with the whole room locked in on the screen, cheering like the game was live. When the reel ended, we launched straight into “You Don’t Mess Around with Jim” by Jim Croce. Given how tough Jim looked in those clips, nobody in the room was planning to mess with him, but the guy we know is the one who’ll tear up with gratitude when he talks about family.

Cerno’s Crew, Cerno’s Burgers, and a Detour from Taco Bell

We’ve got to give a special shoutout to Ciara at Cerno’s. She’s taken care of this party three years in a row now—food, drinks, the whole thing—and somewhere along the way we also found out she can really sing. As we were packing up, we heard her belting a tune and just looked at each other like, “Okay, that’s not fair.” We asked if she’d ever want to come by a practice and work up a song or two with us. She said she’d think about it. We’re hoping that “maybe” turns into a “yes.”

Greg’s post-show tradition is usually a quick Taco Bell stop on the short drive home from Kewanee. This time, he pulled up and realized the place was closed for renovations. So it turned into a Burger King run instead. The spicy chicken sandwich did the job, but eating it in the car left sauce all over his jeans. Not exactly glamorous [Kewanee entertainment] life, but that’s the real version.

Looking Ahead (Because You Never Know)

Somewhere in the middle of the night, that line from Tom’s mom—“we should just do this next year because you never know”—came back around in our heads. As long as Jim and Cheri keep wanting to gather everyone at Cerno’s, we’ll keep bringing the guitars, keys, and whatever new songs we’ve been kicking around in Tom’s living room.

If you’re putting together a family celebration or private party and want a live acoustic duo performance that can handle everything from “Hey Jude” sing-alongs to quiet first dances, you can reach us through this page. We’d be glad to be part of your story too.

We’ve played Market Alley Wines a few times now, but this May 23rd show in Monmouth felt different the second we turned the corner onto the square. The city’s facelift on Market Alley, plus everything Abner’s and Market Alley Wines have done with the space, really shows. Curtains over the tables, people already settled in, glasses clinking—it actually made us say, “Whoa, this is the same alley?”

Dodging Rain and Trusting the Forecast

On the drive in, a light rain started hitting the windshield and we both had that, “uh oh…” feeling. By the time we got to Market Alley Wines, it was still a little iffy. Sarah, who always takes such good care of us, immediately offered a tent or the option to move inside. We checked the radar, looked at the sky, and decided to gamble on the outdoor setup. “We’ll trust it,” Tom said, probably more confidently than he felt.

The gamble paid off. The clouds hung around just enough to keep it in the mid-70s, and the rain stayed away. Every table was full before we started and stayed that way pretty much the whole show. For a live acoustic duo performance, that’s exactly what you want to see when you hit the first chord.

Requests, Near-Misses, and Desert Delirium

Even before we played a note, a guy came up and said if we could play “Take On Me,” he’d happily sing it. We honestly would have loved to hear that, but we had to admit we don’t know how to play it – at least not in a way that wouldn’t completely fall apart in front of a full alley.

Later in the night, someone asked for “A Horse With No Name” by America. Tom always thinks he knows that one. It’s just a handful of chords, but somehow they never land quite where they’re supposed to. By the time we got to the end, he said he felt like he’d actually been riding through the desert and was a little delirious. Fortunately, we followed it up with “Ventura Highway,” which is one of his absolute favorites and much more in our wheelhouse.

There was also a Pink Floyd request for “Wish You Were Here” in there somewhere. We’re still trying to remember who requested it, but whoever asked clearly had good taste.

New Songs, Sore Fingers, and Sticking to the Favorites

Leading up to this show, we’d been woodshedding a few new tunes we thought we might debut. Tom spent so long on one new chord shape that his pinky was actually sore going into the gig. I’d been hammering an organ part with my left hand way up the keyboard in an awkward position, and my wrist was feeling it too. We both rolled into Monmouth a little pre-injured, musician-style.

In the end, we decided not to roll out the new songs just yet. Honestly, they probably needed a bit more time in the oven. Instead, we leaned into our go-tos—the songs we know we can deliver even when fingers and wrists are complaining. We’ll probably break those new ones out at Tom’s parents’ anniversary show, where we can afford a wrong note or two in front of a very forgiving crowd.

Keith, His Mom, and “Piano Man”

The part of the night that stuck with us the most happened near the end of the show. We closed with “Piano Man,” and there was a man named Keith there with his mom. She’s a pianist who studied classical music but hasn’t been able to play as much lately, still dealing with some lingering COVID effects.

She was really moved by the song, and while we were talking afterward, Keith pulled out his phone, got on Amazon, and bought her the sheet music for “Piano Man” right there. He handed it to her (digitally, anyway) and said, “You can play this!”

We ended up talking about piano music, classical pieces, and even floated the idea of her joining us sometime on Eric Carmen’s “All By Myself,” which quotes Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 2. She mentioned she struggles with piano because her hands are so small. I laughed and said, “Mine are small too,” and she didn’t really buy it until we literally held our hands up to compare. Turns out, our hands were the exact same size. I can’t remember the last time I measured hand size with someone, but it was pretty funny—and somehow a perfect way to end that conversation.

Keytars, TV Themes, and Taco Bell

As we were packing up, I picked up my 88-key keyboard to carry it out, and two young women walked by. Like a complete dad-joke machine, I pretended it was a keytar and started “shredding” on it as I walked. They were not impressed in the slightest, which honestly made it even better. I’ll be honest, at this point I’ve fully embraced being the old guy with zero shame.

Tom’s wife, Malissa (with an “a”), came along for this one, which made it feel more like a proper little road trip. On the way to Monmouth, we stopped in Galesburg so Tom could pick up his guitar from the music store after getting it repaired, then poked around at all the gear like we always do. By the time the show started, Malissa—who said she doesn’t drink wine that often—already had a glass in hand, which is exactly how to do a night at Market Alley Wines.

After the last chord rang out and the gear was loaded, we hit Taco Bell, as is tradition, and then spent the drive home listening to TV theme songs: “The A-Team,” “MacGyver,” “The Facts of Life,” and even “Manimal.” Don’t ask why we remember “Manimal.” We just do.

About Bell & Field:

We’re a piano-and-guitar acoustic duo that loves nights like this—where live music in Monmouth isn’t just background noise, but a reason for people to fill an alley, sing along, and maybe get inspired to dust off their own instruments again. Huge thanks to Sarah and everyone at Market Alley Wines, and to the city of Monmouth and Abner’s for turning that alley into a place where a crowd actually wants to hang out.

If you’re planning something and want this kind of live acoustic duo performance at your place or event, you can get in touch with us here: https://www.bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

We’ve eaten at Fernando’s Place in Kewanee plenty of times with our families, but playing there for their 11th anniversary was a whole different thing. Fernando has never had live music in the restaurant before, so when he asked us to come in as the first live acoustic duo performance, we both felt a mix of “honored” and “please-don’t-let-us-be-too-loud-for-the-taco crowd.”

Setting up in the window and shaking off the nerves

Fernando cleared out a corner by the front window for us, and it turned out to be the perfect little stage. Cables, mic stands, guitar case, keyboard – all tucked in behind us while people were digging into enchiladas and chimichangas. It felt a bit like we’d just moved into someone’s dining room with a small music store.

I’ll be honest, we were a little nervous at first. New room, first time they’ve ever done live music, and it was a Sunday night. Not exactly a built-in “live music in Kewanee” crowd. But once we got rolling, the room settled into a nice groove with us.

New songs, old favorites, and a few curveballs

We used the night to stretch a bit musically. We pulled out some songs we haven’t played much in public yet, like “Borderline” and “Old Time Rock and Roll.” That Bob Seger tune is one we’re trying to keep sharp for when we play with Paul Weddle, so it was good to run it in a real setting instead of just in the practice room.

Requests started coming in, which always keeps us on our toes. We got to dig into “Everything I Own” by Bread and “Time in a Bottle” by Jim Croce – both songs that fit really well with the feel of the room. People were talking quietly, forks clinking, kids sharing plates with parents, and then you’d see someone pause mid-bite because a lyric hit them just right. That’s the kind of Fernando’s Place entertainment we were hoping to add to the night.

The “Cats in the Cradle” laughing fit

One of the standout moments wasn’t about nailing a song – it was about almost losing it. Someone requested “Cats in the Cradle,” and as we started, Tom let out this little laugh right at the top of the song. We’re not totally sure why. Nerves, a random thought, who knows.

Of course, laughter is contagious. Greg started laughing, then told Tom, “Don’t laugh,” which made it worse. It felt like being back in 6th grade science class trying not to crack up while the teacher is looking right at you. Somehow we pulled it together and made it through the song, but that moment of almost falling apart on a serious tune is going to stick with us for a while.

Family tables and familiar faces

The turnout wasn’t as big as we’d all hoped for Fernando’s anniversary. Sunday nights can be tricky, and for a place that doesn’t usually have live music, it was probably a surprise for some regulars. But the folks who did come out made it worth every note.

Our families showed up in force – Tom’s parents and Malissa, plus Greg’s wife, daughter, and her boyfriend. Having them there, eating dinner and listening, made the night feel more like a family gathering with a built-in soundtrack than a formal show. We also spotted a few friends and familiar faces who came specifically for the music and the great food, which always means a lot.

We always say it’s not about the number of people in the room, it’s about the connection you make with the ones who are there. This night was a good reminder of that.

Walking out with full hearts

By the end of the night, we’d run through a wide mix of songs – newer ones for us, classic requests, and the tunes we know by heart. There were little pockets of conversation with people between songs, a few “Hey, what was that one you just played?” comments, and plenty of smiles on the way out.

We left Fernando’s Place feeling grateful: for the invite, for the trust of being their first live music experiment, for the families who showed up, and even for the mid-song laughing fit that reminded us not to take ourselves too seriously.

Thinking about live music at your place?

If you like the idea of a live acoustic duo performance tucked into the corner of your restaurant, patio, or private party – the way we did it at Fernando’s – we’d be glad to talk. You can reach us here to start the conversation: https://www.bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

It was one of those blustery Saturday drives up to Port Byron where the wind keeps nudging the car and the Mississippi suddenly appears and makes everything feel familiar again. For Tom, it really is familiar – he spent his first eleven years just outside of town – so every time we roll past the river and into Main Street, the nostalgia dial jumps a few notches.

He pointed out where Dairy Dell used to be and told the story (again, in the best way) about playing Pac-Man and Centipede between bites of burgers and ice cream, and grabbing groceries at Winter’s and then Stone’s. Between that and the fact that we’ve played Tuggers a handful of times now, it’s starting to feel less like a gig and more like returning to a slightly rowdier version of home.

Burgers, a Blustery Start, and Getting Our Heads in the Game

Load-in at Tuggers is pretty straightforward: park, haul the piano and guitar in, weave around the regulars at the bar, try not to whack anyone with a keyboard stand. Once the gear was in, the first order of business was food. Tom had already eaten, and I (Greg) had the “Drive-Thru” burger. Don’t be fooled by the name.  It is a legit burger, and it was also served very quickly.  I’ll be honest: I needed it. I felt weirdly off at first, like my body was there but my brain was stuck somewhere south of I-80.

Right before we kicked off, a guy walked in and came right up near the piano. I said, “How you doing?” and he just stared at me with this intense, almost mean look. I don’t think he meant it that way; it was just very present. Meanwhile I was anything but. It threw me for a second, but it also snapped me out of whatever fog I was in. I remember thinking, “Okay, get your shit together and play.” So we did.

Trying New Things: Madonna by the Mississippi

We’d been rehearsing a few tunes more heavily leading up to this one, and those ended up being the highlights for us. The big experiment of the night was debuting “Borderline.” It’s a Reggie Lucas–penned hit for Madonna that has always stuck with Tom, but not exactly the kind of song people expect from a piano–guitar acoustic duo performance in a river bar.

At rehearsal, Greg suggested we slow it way down and lean into the melancholy, almost like a late-night ballad instead of an ‘80s pop track. He had a musician friend (Geoff George) who had done something similar with the song once, and it stuck with him.  Once we tried it that way, we were in. Playing it live for the first time at Tuggers felt like letting people in on a secret. The room actually got a little quieter, and we could feel folks listening instead of just talking over us. That’s always a good sign.

Requests, Red Wine, and Familiar Faces

The rest of the night, the crowd kept us on our toes with requests. We got a run of Simon & Garfunkel – enough that it turned into a mini-set inside the set – plus some Jimmy Buffett. There was one Buffett song Greg didn’t know, but Tom did, so we just went for it. Not flawless, but that’s half the fun.

Derek behind the bar took good care of everyone, including us. Every so often, a couple of Cabernets would just appear when we weren’t looking. If you’ve seen us before, you know red wine is basically our third band member, so that was appreciated.

One of the best parts of the night was seeing who walked through the door. Tom’s friend and colleague Carly Klavon showed up with a few friends, which was a great surprise. We got to catch up with them after the show, and Carly even put in a request for a specific song for our next Tuggers date on May 30. Consider the homework assigned.

We also spotted long-time friends Mike and Marla Skelton in the crowd. There’s something grounding about looking up mid-song and seeing people you’ve known for years nodding along, phones out filming, or just smiling into their drinks.

Tuggers, Hospitality, and What’s Next

The staff at Tuggers once again made it feel easy to be there – from the kitchen turning out those burgers to the folks making sure we had what we needed between sets. By the end of the night, the wind outside had settled down, the river was calm, and inside it felt like we’d just spent three hours hanging out with old and new friends rather than grinding through a gig.

Somewhere between “Borderline,” the Simon & Garfunkel run, the surprise Cabernet deliveries, and the random intense eye contact guy, the night loosened up into something that reminded us why we keep doing this. We even walked out of there with a new date on the calendar for a July 3 celebration!

We’ll be back at Tuggers on May 30, and we’ve got that out-of-our-norm song brewing that may or may not lead to one of Tom’s colleagues getting a little wild.

If you’re looking for live music in Port Byron or you’ve got a place of your own that could use a piano–guitar soundtrack (with maybe a surprise Madonna ballad thrown in), we’d love to talk. You can reach us about your event here: https://www.bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

Hey folks, we’re looking forward to playing at Crescent City Tap in Galva on April 3, 2026. We’ll be there from 6:00 PM to 9:00 PM, and it’s always great to see familiar faces while sharing some music.

Crescent City Tap has a welcoming vibe with its outdoor dining area and a fine selection of craft beers and signature drinks. It’s the perfect spot to relax with some friends.

The Basics

• Date and Time: April 3, 2026, from 6:00 PM – 9:00 PM
• Where: Crescent City Tap, 336 Front St, Galva, IL 61434
• Who: Bell & Field
• What to Expect: An acoustic set in a relaxed atmosphere, with food and drinks available.
• Website: Crescent City Tap

About Bell & Field

We are an acoustic duo specializing in smooth harmonies and a mix of tunes from the 60s to the 90s. We enjoy creating a laid-back environment that feels welcoming to anyone.

The Room & The Neighborhood

Crescent City Tap is located in the heart of Galva, IL. It features a nice outdoor seating area where you can enjoy good food and drinks. The bar offers a rotating selection of craft beers and unique cocktails, making it a lovely place for an evening out.

We’d love for you to join us at this show, and song requests are always welcome! Please share your thoughts in the comments below; we appreciate hearing from you.

We’re excited to play at Fernando’s Place in Kewanee on Sunday, April 26, 2026, from 5 to 8 PM. This spot in the heart of Kewanee offers a taste of authentic Mexican cuisine that locals really appreciate. Whether you’re in the mood for tacos, burritos, or anything else, it’s a comforting place to relax and enjoy.

We love playing in settings like this, where the atmosphere is welcoming and has a deep appreciation for family gatherings. There’s something special about sharing our music in a diner that’s known for its friendly service and hearty meals. We hope to see some familiar faces! Join us! Join Fernando!

If You Are Planning To Come Out

• Date and Time: April 26, 2026, from 5 – 8 PM
• Venue: Fernando’s Place, 226 N Tremont St, Kewanee, IL 61443
• Who is Playing: Bell & Field
• What to Expect: A relaxed acoustic set in a cozy dining atmosphere
• For more about the venue, visit: Fernando’s Place

About Bell & Field

We are an acoustic duo that enjoys sharing smooth harmonies and classic songs from the 60s to 90s. Our goal is to create a laid-back vibe that makes everyone feel at home while they listen.

About The Venue

Fernando’s Place is located in the heart of Kewanee, and it has become quite a favorite among locals. Known for its authentic Mexican dishes and welcoming atmosphere, the diner features a cozy, retro-style interior that feels friendly and familiar. There’s a wide range of menu items.

It’s a great spot for families and those looking for a casual meal, and we’ve always found the staff to be attentive and warm. Kewanee itself is known for its strong sense of community, and spots like Fernando’s play a big part in that.

We hope you can join us at Fernando’s Place for some good music, delicious food, and perhaps a couple of tasty beverages. Thank you for your support, and we look forward to seeing you there!

We rolled back into Crescent City Tap on one of those bitter cold January nights where you question all your life choices while you’re loading gear. We’ve played this room a bunch of times now. It wasn’t packed like some of the past shows, but we also knew the folks who did come out would really be there to listen and have a good time with us.

Seven people, three hours, and a lot of conversation

I think we played to basically the same seven people for most of the night, which ended up being kind of great. They settled in, ordered their drinks, and just stayed with us. It felt less like a show and more like we’d been hired to play someone’s living room, only with way better whiskey options.

Before the gig, we met at my home, working on “Draggin’ the Line.” We usually do 3-part harmonies with our buddy Paul Weddle on sax, and we were trying to see if we could make it work as just the two of us. Harmonies felt solid, we were ready to go… and then we proceeded to completely forget to play it. Never even called it. Classic.

Instead, we ended up dusting off some songs we hadn’t touched in a while: “Bittersweet,” “And She Was,” “Leader of the Band,” and a few others that had been sitting on the bench. It was one of those nights where the set list kept changing based on whatever conversation we were having with the room.

Requests we’d never played (and one we half-played)

By mid-show we had clearly drifted into a ’70s groove, and the crowd picked up on it. Requests started coming in: “Sunshine on My Shoulders,” some John Prine, “I Fought the Law,” “Take Me Home, Country Roads,” and then teased a verse with the curveball request: “Without You” by Harry Nilsson.

We had never played any of those before. We decided to just go for it and see what happened. “Sunshine on My Shoulders” and the Prine tune came together better than we had any right to expect, and it actually felt pretty good leaning into that era for a while.

“Without You” only went as far as the first verse. Greg really likes that song but has never practiced it, so he previewed it just to see where it sat. He bailed out before it jumped up that octave.  With a little practice, that song might make it into our upcoming Valentine’s Day show at Copper & Oak.

Moms, Walken impressions, and that small-room feeling

One of Greg’s favorite moments of the night had nothing to do with the set list. Between songs he turned to me and asked, “So what are you feeling?” meaning, what should we play next. My mom was in the audience and immediately perked up: “Did you just ask him how he’s feeling? Why, is he sick?”

We had to explain that Greg was asking about the next song, not my health. Greg then joked that I had “a fever for music,” which of course led me straight into a Christopher Walken impression: “I got a fever, and the only prescription… is more cowbell.” I’ll be honest, whatever voice came out of my mouth was not Christopher Walken. Greg said it sounded more like Louis Armstrong. Either way, the whole exchange had the room cracking up.

Mom-level concern in the middle of a live acoustic duo performance is hard to beat. It’s those little unscripted things that make a quiet night feel full.

Familiar faces in Galva on a freezing night

Even with the small crowd, it was really good to see some people we hadn’t caught up with in a while: Teri Pankau, Annette Smith, Alan Anderson, Mike Martin, and a few others who’ve been cheering us on for a long time. My parents were there, as always, quietly anchoring a table and clapping for every song like it was the first one they’d ever heard us play.

Mike grabbed some video near the end of the night, so we’re curious to see what that looks and sounds like from the other side of the speakers. From our side, it felt like one of those Crescent City Tap entertainment nights where the room is small, the conversations are easy, and you actually have time to talk with everyone who came out.

Already looking ahead to the next Crescent City Tap show

We’re back at Crescent City Tap on Friday, February 27, this time with Paul Weddle on sax. If you’ve heard us do “Take the Long Way Home” as a duo, you know it’s fun—but when Paul comes in on that sax line, it turns into a whole different animal. We’re also determined to remember “Draggin’ the Line” before we leave the stage this time.  But we might just stick to the love songs for that day.

About Bell & Field:

We’re a piano–guitar duo that loves taking familiar songs from the ’60s through the ’90s and putting our own spin on them with harmonies and stripped-down arrangements. Nights like this one in Galva are exactly why we do it: a handful of people, some honest requests, a few surprises, and plenty of time to actually talk in between.

If you’re looking for live music in Galva or beyond and want a low-key, conversational kind of show like this, you can reach out to us here: https://www.bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

We finally made it to The Phoenix Restaurant & Martini Bar in Davenport, and our first time there turned into one of those nights where the plan just kept expanding in the best way.

A Quiet Building, a Loud “Surprise!”

When we walked into the Bix Beiderbecke building, it was quieter than we expected for a Saturday. The Phoenix had actually shut down regular service that day because a water pipe had burst in the cold. So instead of a busy dinner crowd, it was just staff, the birthday crew, and us setting up in this big, impressive room that felt even larger without the usual restaurant noise.

Once people started arriving, the place filled in nicely. It was a surprise party, so we did that funny musician thing where you’re “on” but also kind of hiding in plain sight. We played lightly while folks mingled, then stopped and waited for the guest of honor to walk in. Doors opened, everyone yelled “Surprise!”, and after the hugs and happy tears, we kicked back in with “Touch of Grey.” It was a fitting way to officially start the night.

Dragging the Line, Walking the Sax

The setlist bounced around the decades like usual, but a few songs really stuck with us. “Draggin’ the Line” locked in right away – the harmonies landed exactly where we wanted them, and you could see people’s heads start bobbing at the tables. It’s always fun when a tune that’s still “new” in our rotation suddenly feels like it’s been with us forever.

We also used the night to lean into some of the newer material we’ve been working on: “Take the Long Way Home” and “Low Rider” both got some extra love. There’s something about a private party that makes it easier to test-drive songs; you can feel the room in a more direct way. I found myself thinking, “Okay, these are sticking. They’re staying in the toolbox.”

“Spooky” was another high point. That song has a built-in mood, and we decided to push it a little further. During the solo, Paul took his sax off the stage and walked out into the crowd for an extended section. People literally turned their chairs around to follow him. It’s one thing to hear a sax solo from across the room; it’s another to have it happen three feet from your table while you’re holding a martini.

Happy Birthday, Extended Version

Later in the night, we did the required tune for the evening – “Happy Birthday” – but with the full sax treatment. Having that horn on top of such a simple melody turns it from a quick obligation into an actual song. You could see phones come out, everybody filming and singing along.

The crowd was easygoing and up for anything. Between sets, there was plenty of dancing to the house music, which is always fun for us to watch from the gear corner. A few requests came in that kept things interesting and nudged us slightly off the mental script in a good way.

When Three Hours Turn into Four

The original plan was a three-hour live acoustic duo performance. At the end of our scheduled time, the party was still rolling, and we were asked if we’d be up for another hour. We said yes, of course, and dove back in.

I’ll be honest, by the time we wrapped that extra hour, we realized we probably had enough songs in the tank to go six hours straight with no break – but we’d be wiped out puddles on the floor. Four hours was plenty, and it felt good to know the catalog is that deep when we need it.

Friends, Family, and a Late-Night Taco Bell Run

Paul brought his wife Dottie, which we always love. They’re a great pair, and it’s nice having familiar faces in the room, especially at a private event where we don’t know most of the guests. She was just getting over a cold or flu, so they headed out right after we finished while Tom and I started the usual teardown.

The owners and staff at The Phoenix were kind to us all night, especially considering they were dealing with a water issue on top of hosting a big surprise party. They mentioned being interested in having us back for a dinner show once everything’s back to normal, and we’d be glad to return. It’s a strong room for live music in Davenport – bigger than it looks in photos, with plenty of space for people to listen, talk, and still feel close to the band.

Once the last case was loaded and we’d said our goodbyes, we did what we often do after a long one: pointed the car toward Taco Bell. Not glamorous, but very effective.

Thinking About Your Own Party?

If you’re putting together a birthday, anniversary, or any kind of gathering and want a live acoustic duo to keep things moving without overpowering the room, we’d be happy to talk. You can reach us here: https://www.bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

We’re looking forward to a special night at The Phoenix Restaurant & Martini Bar in Davenport on January 24. While it’s a private birthday party, it’s always nice to spend time in such a warm and inviting atmosphere where you can enjoy good food and drinks with friends. The Phoenix has a great reputation for their extensive wine list and their variety of gourmet dishes.

We love playing in places like this that offer a welcoming environment. The mix of contemporary flair and old-fashioned elegance makes it a perfect spot for a celebration. Plus, we hear they have delicious homemade cheesecakes that we’re excited to see!

The Basics

• When: January 24, 2026, 5:00 – 8:00 PM
• Where: The Phoenix Restaurant & Martini Bar, 111 W 2nd St, Davenport, IA 52801
• Who: Bell & Field
• What to Expect: Acoustic set in a cozy atmosphere with drinks and food available.
• For more info, visit: The Phoenix Website

About Bell & Field

We’re a duo that enjoys bringing smooth harmonies to life with a laid-back mix of songs from the 60s to the 90s. Our acoustic style draws on the essence of classic tunes, aiming to create a relaxed vibe for our audience. Your requests are always welcome!

The Room & The Neighborhood

The Phoenix Restaurant & Martini Bar is situated in the heart of downtown Davenport, inside the historic Bix Biederbecke building. This venue beautifully combines modern design with its charming old architecture. Guests can enjoy a mighty martini selection and a robust wine list, making it a popular spot for fine dining as well as special events.

Having previously been home to shops and restaurants over the years, this place now has a cozy courtyard area that adds to its appeal.

We hope guests will have a great time celebrating and enjoying the tunes with us. Remember, if you’d like to have Bell & Field for your own private event, feel free to reach out—we’d love to hear from you.