Hot Women Keep Wisconsin Warm


Friday November 7  9:00pm (doors at 8:00)

High Noon Saloon 18+ show

“One bus, one band and a bunch of friends on the road.”

Hotel Cafe Tour, named after the Los Angeles coffee shop they all first met, is built on the promise of “No cookie cutter corporate American Idols, just real music, written by real artists, surrounded by real friends, who actually have a story to tell.” Instead of a competition between the up-and-coming indie artists, they share the stage in this one memorable night.

Twenty-one bucks gets you a night of 5 talented women singer songwriters who vocalize the feel-good-anthem for all women of the world.

Rachel Yamagata’s mood altering whispers serenade you to feel her vulnerability.

Meiko goes where no woman ever willingly choses to go, “openly proclaiming the sweetest secrets of her own beautiful heartbreak” (

Thao Nguyen showcases a pop sound with roots in blues and indie-folk.

Jaymay’s layered and emotionally balanced songs will surely play your heartstrings.

And last but not least British soul singer Alice Russell’s soulful voice is paired with self assurance and sass.

So come relax for the night, and let the women of the Hotel Cafe Tour sing your new favorite song.


In this case good music also equals a good cause..

While the artists of Hotel Cafe warm your soul you’ll be helping keep Wisconsin warm. One dollar of each ticket sold will go to the Keep Wisconsin Warm Fund, which is a local non-profit dedicated to keeping the heat and power on for thousands of families in crisis. There will also be a raffle at the venue where you could win a variety of shiny fabulous prizes.


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Tickets also available at  Strictly Discs

Live Music Memories

            I am the proud offspring of a self-proclaimed hippie and a Monkees fan club member. I tell many people that I’ve had a very conflicted childhood, in the way that my father would play me Pink Floyd and Stevie Ray Vaughn, while my mother snuck in some Bee Gees and Bread. There was never a short supply of vinyl in my house and most of my childhood memories have a theme song. Like my sister and I dancing around our basement listening to Kokomo on our Sesame Street record player or waking up Sunday mornings to my dad blasting Jethro Tull. The memories that will hold a special place in my heart are those involving live music.

            My dad is a man of few words, but bring up the subject of live music and the words will fly out of his mouth. I love the tales of Pink Floyd at Camp Randall in the pouring rain, and how it didn’t even matter how hard or long it rained, the show was that incredible. Spoken memories of Robert Cray and Stevie Ray the night he passed away, and local music tales of the Clickers packing the high school auditorium. No matter how many times I had already heard the stories, I loved hearing them. It was about the expressions on my dads face as he recollected, the sly smile showing there was more to the story but only for him to know. I imagined what it would have been like to see my dad head bowed to the music, lighter in the air. Being young I had no idea what it would be like to see those bands I had heard so many times on our record player. Seeing your all-time favorite band in the flesh right in front of your eyes. And the lights, showmanship, and sounds he would tell me, were nothing like you have ever heard or seen.

            I wanted to feel the same excitement and joy that beamed from my dad. The epiphany came when I attended my first live music show. From then on I knew where that bliss came from, the bliss I had seen in my fathers eyes so many times before. Those of you who are a reflection of my soul know precisely this feeling. I felt as if I had this connection with my father that I never had before.

           I think that’s what music really is to some. A mnemonic device for certain sensations of passion we felt so long ago. Music reconnects, it excites, motivates; it is the true core of affect. Live music adds a whole other layer to these emotions. It pairs an image with sound. The memories you gather at a live event are yours to own and most importantly share.


Katie Jo Crubaugh
Public Relations Intern