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Sunday afternoon shows are starting to grow on us. There’s something about loading out while there’s still daylight that feels like we’re getting away with something.

Driving down the long driveway into Tres Rojas Winery, flanked by rows of vines on both sides, we could feel the week start to fall off our shoulders. By the time we parked near the south side of the building, the patio was already dotted with tables, umbrellas, and people settling in for the afternoon. Owner Lisa met us inside, walked us through the indoor space, and then showed us our spot at the shaded end of the building, looking out over the patio.

Getting There (Featuring Vince Gill and a Missing Wallet)

Before we even made it to Washington, the day had already given us a couple of stories.

On the drive over, Greg stopped at Scooter’s for a quick bite. There was someone outside taking drive-through orders, and Tom leaned over and said, “He kind of looks like Benson Boone, right?” That turned into a whole conversation about pop singers, which was briefly interrupted by Greg realizing he didn’t have his wallet.

There was a short moment of panic before we remembered phones can pay for almost everything now. The handheld device wasn’t working, but the staff waved us through to pay at the window, and it all worked out. The same thing happened with gas later—no wallet, just a phone and a little faith in technology. The punchline, discovered that night: the wallet had been with Greg the whole time.

The soundtrack for the drive was fittingly sentimental. On the way to pick up Tom and Malissa, Vince Gill’s “Go Rest High on That Mountain” came on. Greg made a mental note to play it for them once they were all in the car. They loved it, and it led to talking about Lyle Lovett’s “God Will” and a whole thread about songs that hit you a little deeper as you get older. Those shared songs and conversations between shows are a big part of why these trips don’t just feel like work.

First Impressions of Tres Rojas

When we arrived, Lisa welcomed us, recorded a quick pre-show welcome video (Tom handled the talking; Greg did his usual “stand there and try not to look awkward” routine), and showed us where to pull the cars around back so we could unload right next to the performance area. We will never stop appreciating an easy load-in.

Inside, Tres Rojas has a spacious bar and event room; outside, the patio stretches out with plenty of seating. By the time we started, the patio was full and stayed that way. Tom tried some of the wine and really enjoyed it. Greg, still convinced he was wallet-less, skipped it entirely and later realized he could have just asked Tom to spot him a glass.

We also spotted some familiar faces: the Vogels, longtime friends from Tom’s Bishop Hill bakery and restaurant days, had made the trip from Bloomington, and Tom’s parents, his son James, and a friend were there too. Playing a new place feels a lot less “new” when you can look out and see people you know.

Singing on Fumes, Then Finding the Voice Again

We’d played the night before, and Greg’s voice had already taken a beating. He’d slept badly, got up around 7:00 a.m., and by the first song at Tres Rojas, it was clear his voice was mostly air.

So he backed way off, sang as lightly as possible, and leaned on Tom’s harmonizer pedal to help fill out the sound. Thankfully, Tom was locked in and feeling strong—he seems to handle back-to-back shows better, as long as there’s no spicy food involved.

Somewhere around the halfway mark, Greg’s voice finally started to come back. A few songs later, it felt not just usable but solid. The real test was “New York State of Mind.” That’s a song Greg usually saves for days when he trusts his voice. Hitting those lines cleanly felt like a small personal victory in the middle of a sunny Sunday gig.

We closed the afternoon with a run of upbeat tunes—“Wild Night,” “American Girl,” and “Piano Man.” By that point, the patio crowd was fully with us, singing along and hanging on through the last chorus.

Requests, Originals, and a Reese’s Wrapper

One of the surprises of the day was a request for Bruce Springsteen’s “Hungry Heart.” We hadn’t played it in a while, but we decided to go for it. It came together better than expected, and it felt good to dust it off and watch people perk up when they recognized the opening.

Tom also took a few solo turns, including “Heart of Gold” and an original called “Our Time,” which Greg hadn’t heard him play in ages. There’s a different kind of focus in the air when we play an original. Covers tend to trigger shared memories; originals ask everyone to lean in and listen to a story they’re hearing for the first time.

Somewhere in the middle of all that, a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup wrapper kept swirling around in front of us, carried by the breeze. Since Reese’s is one of Tom’s favorite sweet treats, it was a little distracting—and a little tempting. It kept blowing back and forth just enough that Tom finally snapped a picture of it after the set.

Trying Out Our New Photo Upload Feature

This show was also our second chance to test a new website feature Greg built. When people scan the QR code on our piano shell during a live acoustic duo performance, it takes them to our homepage, where they can upload photos and join our newsletter.

We invited Tom’s parents to try it, and they uploaded some photos from the patio. Someone else in the crowd joined in too. Seeing real people use something that started as a “what if we…” idea on Greg’s laptop was pretty thrilling. Some of those photos are now part of the Audience Gallery below and will likely show up on social media as well.

Post-Show Pizza and Big Feelings

After we packed up (still in daylight, which felt luxurious), we headed out with Tom’s family for dinner. The first restaurant we tried was already booked, so we ended up at Pizza 150 in Edwards. Greg had driven past it many times and always wondered if it was any good. Now we know: yes, it is. Tom’s parents very kindly picked up Greg’s tab, which he really appreciated.

We talked nonstop over dinner and probably covered just about every corner of the emotional map. Tom’s family has a way of making Greg feel like he’s not just “the guy Tom plays with” but part of the family.

By the time Greg got home around 9:00 p.m., the day had turned into a full trip: a full workweek, a Saturday night show, an early Sunday winery gig in the sun (with a bit of sunburn as a souvenir), and then dinner with family. Exhausting, yes—but the good kind of exhausted.

On the drive home, Greg found himself thinking about how we often look back at certain stretches of life and call them “the good old days.” Lately, it’s becoming clearer that we’re living some of those days right now—road trips, music, tired voices, shared meals, and the people we love. And somewhere in that reflection, is when he finally realized the wallet had been with him the whole time.

Huge thanks to Lisa and the team at Tres Rojas for having us out and for already inviting us back for 2027. That’s the kind of feedback that keeps us going.

Thinking About Live Music for Your Own Gathering?

If you’re planning something—at a winery, a backyard, or anywhere people might want to relax with live music in Washington or the surrounding area—and this kind of acoustic set sounds like a fit, you can reach out to us here: bellandfieldmusic.com/book-acoustic-duo/.

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Photos shared by people who joined us for the show.

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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/.

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/.

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.

New Year’s Eve shows always feel a little different. Everyone walks in carrying a whole year on their shoulders and hoping the next one starts on a good note. Pour Bros in Moline has become that place for us. This was our third NYE there, and this time they went all-in on a 1970s disco theme and let us bring in our friend, saxophonist Paul Weddle. That combination pretty much guaranteed things were going to get interesting.

Bell bottoms, sax solos, and one missing voice

From the moment people started walking in, it was clear folks understood the assignment: bell bottoms, sequins, giant collars, the whole deal. There were a lot of smiling faces before we even played a note.

Behind the scenes, it was a little less glamorous. Greg was just coming off a cold and basically had no voice. So the plan became: Greg holds down the keys and anchors the songs, while Tom and Paul handle most of the vocals and harmonies.

Once Paul really dug into the sax on the first tune, the whole night snapped into place. There’s this jolt that runs through us the first time he leans into a solo—suddenly it’s not just a duo anymore, it’s this little 70s band squeezed into a corner of Pour Bros.

Trying out “Low Rider” and a new favorite Supertramp tune

We’d been itching to roll out a couple of new songs for this show, and the disco theme gave us the excuse.

“Low Rider” by WAR was the first debut. On paper, it’s a pretty stripped-down tune, but once we started rehearsing it, we realized how much fun we could have with it—groove locked in, percussion feel on guitar and keys, and those three-part harmonies near the end. Even with Greg’s limited voice, he jumped in on those harmonies, and it turned into this cool little arrangement that fit the 70s night perfectly. Paul absolutely wailed on the sax breaks, including that iconic line between verses. You could see people’s heads pop up like, “Ohhh, this one.”

The other new one was “Take the Long Way Home” by Supertramp. Greg and Tom had played it together before, but this time Tom had taken on all the harmonica parts. The intro alone is one of those moments where you can feel the room recognize the song within three notes. Then we hit the solo section and let Tom and Paul trade licks—harmonica answering sax, back and forth. From our side of the stage, it felt like we’d stumbled into a different band for a minute. Greg was comping away on piano while those two went at it. We all walked off saying some version of, “Yeah… that one’s a keeper.”

Power cables, backup plans, and keeping the room dancing

Of course, it wouldn’t be a New Year’s Eve show without at least one minor crisis. Before we even started, Greg realized he couldn’t find the power cable for his Bose mixer. He tried to improvise with a substitute, and it worked—right up until it didn’t. About halfway through the night, during a break, the mixer just shut off and refused to come back.

Thankfully, there was a backup mixer in the gear pile. With a little cable juggling and some quick re-routing, e had everything patched in again before the break was over. Nobody in the crowd seemed to notice. From our side, it was a small miracle and a reminder of why we always bring more gear than we think we need.

Pour Bros hospitality and a wobbly “YMCA”

One of the reasons we love doing New Year’s Eve at Pour Bros is how well they take care of everyone. They handed us drink cards so we could enjoy  some of the craft beers and wine throughout the night, reserved a table for Tom and Paul’s wives, and put each of us up at Element, the hotel attached to the venue. Knowing you can just roll your gear a few feet and crash upstairs after midnight takes a lot of pressure off the night.

After we counted down to 2026 with the crowd, we packed up, grabbed some food, and hung around to talk with folks. There’s something nice about getting to celebrate with everyone instead of immediately loading into a van and driving off into the cold.

Somewhere in that after-show haze, we decided it was a good idea to take a bunch of ridiculous photos. At one point Greg climbed onto Tom’s shoulders, which is not something we necessarily recommend as a regular band ritual. Then “YMCA” came on, and between the three of us we attempted to spell it out. The result: Greg’s wobbly “Y,” Paul’s lowercase “m,” and Tom’s backwards “C.” We are absolutely not the Village People, but we are Bell & Field with Paul Weddle, and that’s more than enough for us.

Waking up in 2026

New Year’s Day started with the excellent breakfast at Element and a little postmortem on the night—what worked, what surprised us, which songs we want to keep in the rotation. Even with Greg and Paul both fighting off colds and the mid-show mixer drama, it had been a great time. The 70s theme, the saxophone, the new tunes, the crowd in full costume—it all added up to a pretty great way to step into 2026.

If you were there, thanks for ringing in the year with us and for being part of that loud, slightly off-kilter “YMCA” at the end.

About Bell & Field

We’re a piano–guitar live acoustic duo that loves digging into songs from the 60s through the 90s, rearranging them just enough to keep things interesting while still letting people sing along. Nights like this one at Pour Bros are exactly why we do what we do—real people, real rooms, and a few surprises along the way.

If you’re putting together a New Year’s party, a taproom night, or anything that could use a live acoustic duo performance with harmonies, sax cameos, and a few deep-cut 70s tunes, you can reach us through this page. We’d love to see what we can bring to your place.

Ready for a charming evening that blends music and wine in perfect harmony? On November 14, immerse yourself in the cozy atmosphere of Market Alley Wines in Monmouth, IL. Join us from 5:00 PM to 7:00 PM for a delightful evening featuring the melodic sounds of Bell & Field along with a selection of exquisite local wines!

Event Details

• When: Saturday, November 14, 5:00–7:00 PM
• Where: Market Alley Wines – 59 Public Square, Monmouth, IL 61462
• Who: An acoustic performance by the talented duo, Bell & Field
• What to Expect: A captivating blend of melodies, local wines, and the warm charm of Market Alley Wines.
• Website: Market Alley Wines

About Bell & Field:

Bell & Field are renowned for their silky harmonies and timeless tunes encompassing favorites from the ’60s through the ’90s. Their live performances craft an inviting ambiance, making it the perfect setting to enjoy both melodic tunes and fine wines.

The Venue: A Taste of Monmouth’s Community

Market Alley Wines, nestled in the heart of Monmouth’s historic Public Square, exudes local charm with its boutique wine selection and a welcoming environment. Known for its personalized service and carefully curated events, it’s a venue where old-world wine traditions meet modern-day joys. With Monmouth’s vibrant community spirit, every visit here feels like a friendly gathering.

Embrace a Night of Music and Flavor

Invite your friends for an evening filled with live music and the finest local wines. Whether you’re a devoted follower of Bell & Field or eager to explore the wine selection at Market Alley Wines, this evening promises a splendid fusion of sounds, tastes, and community spirit. What’s your favorite wine pairing with classic tunes? Share your thoughts in the comments!

Cheers to a memorable evening of music, fine wines, and community warmth at Market Alley Wines!

Ready to make the most of your holiday season? On December 13, join us at Market Alley Wines in Monmouth, IL, for an enchanting evening that combines the harmonious melodies of Bell & Field with a delightful wine tasting event! The festivities start at 5:00 PM and conclude by 7:00 PM, offering the perfect mix of relaxation and merriment.

Event Details

• When: Saturday, December 13, 5:00–7:00 PM
• Where: Market Alley Wines – 59 Public Square, Monmouth, IL 61462
• Who: Live acoustic performance by the celebrated duo, Bell & Field
• What to Expect: A classic mix of uplifting tunes, fine wines, and a curated tasting experience that will elevate your evening.
• Website: Market Alley Wines

About Bell & Field:

Bell & Field are renowned for their captivating harmonies and a timeless song selection from the ’60s to the ’90s. Their acoustic performance is meticulously crafted to create a cozy, inviting atmosphere, ideal for savoring both the music and the exceptional wines available.

The Venue: Market Alley Wines & Monmouth Charm

Located in historic downtown Monmouth, Market Alley Wines offers an intimate setting perfect for unwinding. Known for its cozy ambiance and an impressive selection of wines, it is a go-to spot for wine lovers. Monmouth’s rich history and warm, welcoming community add a special touch, making your visit an experience to remember.

Join Us for a Festive Evening

Gather your friends and indulge in an unforgettable night where music intertwines with the joys of wine. Whether you’re a longtime fan of Bell & Field or keen to explore a new wine tasting adventure, this evening promises a perfect blend of joy, taste, and togetherness. Which classic song or wine are you eager to experience? Share with us in the comments below!

Cheers to a joyful evening of live music, delightful wines, and cherished memories at Market Alley Wines.

Sunday afternoons are kind of our favorite time to play, and this one’s on the calendar: on Sunday, March 1, we’re bringing Bell & Field out to Hidden Hills Vineyard & Winery in Galesburg, IL for a laid-back stretch of acoustic songs and wine from 1:00-4:00 PM.

When, Where, and What’s Going On

• When: Sunday, March 1, 2026, 1:00-4:00 PM
• Where: Hidden Hills Vineyard & Winery – 120 Hidden Dr, Galesburg, IL 61401
• Who: Live acoustic set by Bell & Field
• What to Expect: Classic songs from the ’60s-’90s, good wine, and a few hours where you can actually slow down and look out over the vines.
• Website: Hidden Hills Vineyard & Winery

What Our Set Feels Like in a Room Full of Wine Glasses

We’re an acoustic piano-and-guitar duo, and we keep it pretty simple on purpose: two voices, guitar, keys, and just enough sound to fill the room without making you yell across the table. Most of what we play is from the ’60s through the ’90s-the kind of songs you already know the words to, even if you haven’t heard them in a while.

If you’re the type who likes to really listen, you’ll be able to hear every lyric. If you’re there for a tasting and a long conversation, we’ll be the soundtrack in the background instead of the thing you have to talk over. Expect a mix of slower, more romantic tunes and some lighter, upbeat classics so you can sip, talk, or wander around the property and not feel like you’re missing the “main event.”

The Drive Out to Hidden Hills (and Why We Like Playing There)

Hidden Hills lives up to its name-you wind your way out of town, turn a corner, and suddenly there are rolling hills, rows of vines, and a tasting room that makes it very easy to say “sure, we’ve got time for one more pour.” It’s close enough to Galesburg to be an easy Sunday drive, but far enough that it feels like you’ve stepped out of your usual routine for a few hours.

The crowd that shows up here is usually a good mix: people who are into the wine, people who just needed an excuse to get out of town for the afternoon, and folks who are happy to sit, listen, and stay put instead of rushing off to the next thing. That slower pace fits us really well.

Come Spend the Afternoon With Us

If you’re hunting for a low-key way to spend a Sunday-date, group of friends, or just you and a glass of something good-come hang out. We’ll bring the songs, Hidden Hills will handle the wine, and you can decide if you’re there to listen closely, talk quietly, or just stare out at the vines for a while.

Got a favorite classic tune you’re hoping we’ll cover, or a go-to wine you always order at Hidden Hills? Drop it in the comments so we know what you’re hoping to hear-or sip-when you get there.

If you’re a venue or event planner and want this kind of laid-back acoustic setup for your own crowd, you can find booking info here: Book Bell & Field.

Get ready for an exceptional evening at Jim’s Steak House in Peoria, IL. On July 19, 2025, join us for an unforgettable night that pairs the rich flavors of exquisite steaks with the smooth sounds of live music. The event begins at 7:00 PM, promising an evening of culinary and auditory delights.

Event Details

• When: Saturday, July 19, 7:00 PM
• Where: Jim’s Steak House – 110 SW Jefferson Ave, Peoria, IL 61602
• Who: Bell & Field
• What to Expect: A sophisticated ambiance featuring prime steaks, fine wines, and a melody of timeless tunes.
• Website: Jim’s Steak House

About Jim’s Steak House:

Established as a staple in Peoria’s dining scene, Jim’s Steak House offers a classic, elegant atmosphere that takes you on a journey through culinary excellence. Known for their perfectly aged steaks and an award-winning wine list, this venue provides the perfect backdrop for an evening filled with memorable dining and live entertainment.

The Venue: Jim’s Steak House & Peoria’s Vibrant Scene

Located in the heart of Peoria, Jim’s Steak House offers an authentic experience amidst the cultural richness of this Illinois city. From the traditional steakhouse décor to impeccable service, all in the vicinity of Peoria’s bustling arts and riverfront areas, this evening promises an escape into refined elegance.

Join Us for a Night to Remember

Gather your friends for an evening where gourmet dining meets the pleasures of live music. Whether you’re a connoisseur of fine steaks or exploring Peoria’s vibrant nightlife, this event promises an exquisite blend of flavors and melodies. What steak cut or song are you eager to experience? Share your thoughts in the comments below!

Here’s to enjoying great company, fabulous food, and inspiring music at Jim’s Steak House!

The video for ‘My Golden Years’ by The Lemon Twigs grabs your attention from the first frame, bursting with retro flair and youthful energy. This track, is another of Bell & Field Music’s featured video picks that  exemplifies everything we love about great music and videos – it’s visually captivating, musically rich, and brimming with heart. The Lemon Twigs, a New York brother duo known for their genre-blending vintage sound, have crafted an infectious dose of nostalgia wrapped in modern vitality. The band channels classic rock vibes  with genuine passion.  With its uplifting melody and positive message, the track perfectly suits the hopeful spirit of spring, making it an ideal April pick.

Meet The Lemon Twigs: brothers Brian and Michael D’Addario, the masterminds behind the music. Still in their twenties, these multi-instrumental siblings have been earning acclaim for reviving the sounds of rock’s golden eras. Their previous album Everything Harmony (2023) dazzled critics and fans alike with lush harmonies and timeless songwriting, and now “My Golden Years” marks the beginning of a new chapter. It’s the first single they released after that album​ and the opening track of their 2024 LP A Dream Is All We Know​. The Lemon Twigs have never been shy about drawing from the past – and that’s exactly why we love them. This band’s deep appreciation for music history shines through in every note, yet their work never feels like mere pastiche. They take the warm, familiar elements of decades past and transform them into something uniquely their own and excitingly present.

Retro Visuals and Playful Storytelling

The music video for “My Golden Years” is a delightful trip back in time. Directed by Ambar Navarro, it comes across like a lost reel from the late ’60s – wonderfully comedic and unmistakably retro​. In the video, Brian and Michael (joined by their touring bandmates) portray a young rock band facing the highs and lows of chasing their dream. We see them scraping together spare change, getting evicted from a dingy apartment, lugging their instruments through town – yet doing it all with a tongue-in-cheek optimism. Every scene is imbued with a playful, almost slapstick humor reminiscent of classic band films and TV shows. (It’s no accident – the video openly nods to two of The Lemon Twigs’ biggest influences, The Beatles and The Monkees, masters of lighthearted musical comedy​.)

As the narrative unfolds, the visuals cleverly mirror the song’s themes of nostalgia and perseverance. The director explains that the “My Golden Years” video is about “looking back at the good old days, and the highs and lows of trying to make it as a band,” depicting struggles like being broke and getting kicked out, yet keeping a sense of humor throughout​. Indeed, even as the characters face rejection and hardship, they never lose their exuberance. In one moment, the brothers might be busking on a street corner; in the next, they’re thrown out of a club for playing their hearts out. But the climax is pure liberation: The Lemon Twigs find their peace and freedom performing together in an open field, strumming and singing joyously under the wide sky. It’s a cathartic, symbolic image – the band literally out in a field, no walls or limits, doing what they love. By the end of the video, you can’t help but feel uplifted.

The visual style amplifies the nostalgia at the song’s core. Shot with a vintage aesthetic (one can easily imagine it filmed on grainy 16mm stock), the video uses colorful period costumes and cheeky sight gags that could have come straight out of a 1967 episode of The Monkees. Quick cuts, exaggerated acting, and whimsical scenarios give it a charmingly old-school feel. Yet beneath the retro fun, there’s an earnest message: appreciate the journey and keep the joy alive, no matter the setbacks. That sentiment resonates universally, which is why “My Golden Years” doesn’t just look like a throwback – it feels timely and personal. Watching The Lemon Twigs clown through their misadventures, viewers of any age can relate to the notion of striving for one’s dreams and cherishing the “golden” moments along the way.

Musicality: Vintage Sounds with a Modern Twist

Of course, a music video is only as good as the song behind it, and “My Golden Years” is The Lemon Twigs at their musical best. The track is overflowing with the kind of rich, melodic craftsmanship that characterized the pop-rock classics of yesteryear. From the first notes, a sunshiney guitar riff hooks you in​ – it’s bright, catchy, and sets an upbeat tone. Layered on top are the band’s signature harmonies, which unfold as smoothly and sweetly as a lost Beach Boys gem​. In fact, those radiant vocal harmonies and the handclap-laden rhythm give the song some serious Pet Sounds-era vibes​, transporting listeners to a time when rock music was drenched in innocence and warmth. Yet alongside the nostalgia, the Twigs inject a fresh energy: the drums have a propulsive, toe-tapping groove that keeps the track feeling lively and modern, and the chorus bursts forth with undeniable sing-along power.

Younger brother Michael D’Addario takes the lead vocals here, and his performance is a revelation. Michael’s range and expressiveness make him a perfect frontman for this tune – one moment he’s cooing softly and angelically, the next he’s belting with a raw, gritty edge. That dynamic vocal approach brings depth to the song’s emotional arc, as if he’s embodying both the tender reflection and the passionate resolve behind the lyrics. Meanwhile, Brian D’Addario adds backing vocals and deftly intertwines his guitar lines, demonstrating the tight-knit musical chemistry the brothers have honed since childhood. The arrangement is lush but never overstuffed; every guitar strum, bass groove, and piano accent is placed just so, balancing retro flourish with crisp clarity. Credit must also be given to The Lemon Twigs’ production choices – in an age of digital everything, the band famously records their music on analog tape in their Brooklyn studio, using vintage equipment to achieve an authentic warmth. You can hear that analog glow in “My Golden Years.” The recording has a tangible depth and organic quality; it doesn’t sound like a modern pastiche of old styles, it genuinely feels like a long-lost hit from the ’70s that somehow still hits fresh ears just right in 2025.

Nostalgia and Reflection in the Lyrics

Beneath the bright melodies and playful video, “My Golden Years” carries a heartfelt message. The title itself hints at the reflective nature of the lyrics – it’s a song about recognizing that the time we’re living in right now could very well be the best time of our lives. The Lemon Twigs have noted that the track is about “making every minute count and living up to your potential”. In their typical whimsical fashion, they even joked that perhaps “people like Mark Ruffalo or people who hike might like the song” and that it’d be a good tune for working out​. Humor aside, the essence of that statement rings true: “My Golden Years” urges us to seize the day. As Michael and Brian sing in the chorus (paraphrasing here), in these golden years, don’t let fear hold you back, because in the blink of an eye you’ll watch them fly by. It’s a sentiment that anyone can relate to, young or old.

This theme of cherishing the moment and looking back fondly is one The Lemon Twigs deliver sincerely. One reviewer described “My Golden Years” as a cheerful bit of self-reflection for the band – they seem to be acknowledging how far they’ve come and realizing that the life they’re living now will become the fond memories they reminisce about in the future. Indeed, there’s a bittersweet undercurrent to the song’s happiness: a recognition that time moves quickly and today’s experiences turn into tomorrow’s nostalgia. The Lemon Twigs manage to capture that complex feeling – a mix of joy, gratitude, and a touch of melancholy – all within a breezy three-minute pop song. It’s songwriting like this that elevates “My Golden Years” beyond just a fun retro tune. The lyrics might be straightforward, but they tap into the universal anxiety about the passage of time and the determination to make the most of it. As listeners, we’re left not only humming the melody but also reflecting on our own “golden” moments.

“My Golden Years is about making every minute count and living up to your potential… in that sense I think that people like Mark Ruffalo or people who hike might like the song. Or it could be good while you’re working out.” — The Lemon Twigs, on the inspiration behind the song.

Channeling the Classics, Yet Utterly Contemporary

If “My Golden Years” feels like a classic hit from decades ago, it’s because The Lemon Twigs lovingly channel the spirit of the ’60s, ’70s, and ’80s in everything they do – but they also manage to remain utterly relevant in today’s music scene. Growing up on Long Island, Brian and Michael were raised on the sounds of rock’s golden age. (Their father, Ronnie D’Addario, was a musician who released Beatles-tinged pop tunes in the ’70s, so you could say this music is in their DNA.) The brothers immersed themselves in records by The Beatles, The Beach Boys, The Byrds, Big Star, Todd Rundgren – if it filled the airwaves of 1965–1978, it likely influenced the Twigs. You can hear these inspirations all over “My Golden Years”: the sunny harmonies (Beach Boys), the sparkling guitars and chiming chords (Byrds and Big Star), the theatrical flourishes and melodic ambition (a touch of Todd Rundgren or even Queen). Their sound is a veritable time machine of rock-pop glory.

Yet for all its vintage flavor, The Lemon Twigs’ music never comes off as a mere nostalgia act. Part of their magic is how they recombine those classic elements into songs that feel exciting and new. As veteran music journalist Rob Sheffield observed, the Twigs “do an old school style of power pop, but they’re reaching a new audience that doesn’t associate it with old school or nostalgia at all”. In other words, young fans hearing “My Golden Years” today might simply think it’s a great song – without realizing how many retro touchstones lie under its hood – and that speaks to the band’s relevancy. They’re introducing a new generation to the joys of analog-era rock by making it their own. It also helps that the band brings a youthful exuberance and irony that modern listeners connect with. They wink at the audience just enough to say “yes, we know this is a bit old-fashioned,” but then they play their hearts out with such sincerity that you’re swept up in the moment regardless.

The Lemon Twigs also capture the look and spirit of those past eras in their persona, bridging the gap between then and now. On stage, they dress the part in retro outfits and unabashed rock-star flair. (Brian’s flowing hair and vintage wardrobe even prompted Michael to joke that his brother was secretly Steve Perry of Journey – and indeed, Brian does bear a striking resemblance to a young Perry​!) Their live performances are full of classic showmanship – think rock-opera dramatics, big guitar solos, even the occasional Who-style leap or Beatles bow – yet they inject a youthful, tongue-in-cheek energy that feels very “2020s indie.” It’s this balance of homage and originality that has earned The Lemon Twigs a growing fanbase and critical praise. Last year, they landed on numerous “Best of” lists and even brought their retro flair to national TV, performing on The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon (complete with old-school leg kicks). The buzz around them makes it clear: The Lemon Twigs aren’t just reviving the past, they’re reimagining it for a new era.

In spotlighting “My Golden Years” this April, we’re celebrating the bridge between eras that The Lemon Twigs so brilliantly represent. Their video is a vivid reminder that music can be a time machine – transporting us to the feel-good spark of rock’s heyday even as it thrills in the present. After taking this technicolor nostalgia trip and hearing echoes of rock history blended with something new, one thing is clear: the D’Addario brothers are living in their moment and inviting us to share it. We hope you enjoy “My Golden Years” as much as we do – a featured pick that already feels like an old favorite, and a testament to embracing our own golden moments, today and always.