The Experiment's Masters-full Performance
- Moose Nicholson
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2 weeks of Killer Rain Checks
Last year didn’t happen.
It rained all day. Not the kind you wait out either—just steady, committed, no breaks in it. By the time it would’ve mattered, there wasn’t a version of the show left to salvage.
This week showed up clean.
Sun out, dry ground, no guesswork. Around here lately that’s all it takes to call it a win.
And people came out like they’d been waiting on it.
The crowd didn’t stack up near the stage and fade out—it ran the whole length of The Alley. Chairs locked in early, standing room filled behind them, and everything past that turned into a slow-moving current of people trying to get just a little closer or just a little better angle.
At one point I stepped away to grab some wide shots and ended up walking all the way down to Newberry just to loop back into the middle again. There wasn’t a straight line through it anymore. You had to work your way back in. That’s usually a good sign.
The Experiment didn’t take long to meet it.
They came out full—no gaps to fill, no placeholders. Horns up, rhythm section locked, Stephen out front carrying it without pushing. It’s a different kind of show when everything is already there. Nothing needs to be implied. Nothing needs help.
You hear it immediately.
Not just louder—wider. The alley holds it and sends it back. Trumpet, trombone, sax all moving in and out without stepping on each other. Then Al flips over to accordion just to remind you this isn’t a one-trick setup. Tom picks up harmonica where it fits. It keeps shifting without ever feeling like it’s searching.
And Stephen just sits in the middle of it, steady the whole time. Doesn’t chase anything. Lets the band move around him.
They’ve got too much range to settle into one sound, so they don’t.
Blues Brothers into Joe Cocker, Sam & Dave into Van Morrison—then it keeps going. It all holds together because they don’t let anything sit long enough to stall.
Second set, the crowd closes in a little more.
More people on their feet. More people pulled forward. Less space between songs and everything else going on around them.
By the third, it’s fully handed off.
“Mustang Sally,” “Livin’ in America,” “Hot, Hot, Hot,” “Sweet Caroline”—those stop being songs the band is playing and turn into something the whole place is carrying.
Masters Week can get crowded in a way that feels temporary. This didn’t feel like that.
This felt like a night that actually belonged to the people standing in it.
The Experiment finally got a night where nothing needed adjusting.
The Alley
Power Hour at The Taproom
Anniversary plans shifted.
Instead of stacking it on a Saturday, they’re rolling it into Amp next Thursday. If you’ve got a Taproom tee, wear it—50% off across the board.
This Saturday is still worth your time: Savannah River Brewing tap takeover with games running every hour. Easy to drop into, hard to leave early.
Flights & Bites
Whiskey Alley is one of those places that can be whatever you need it to be that night.
You can walk in, grab a drink, get the Royale with Cheese, sit at the bar and be part of the noise… or you can lean the other way entirely.
Their Flights & Bites dinners are back—four courses, paired out, paced right, the kind of night where you actually slow down for a minute.
Next one up is Japanese, in May. Expect a ton of creativity from Daniel and Chad. It will be filled with culture, flavor, and fun! Reserve your experience at whiskeyalley.com
The Bud Light Stage
The Guys You Need In Your Corner
Most problems don’t start big.
They turn into something bigger when you realize the other side already knows how to play it.
A wreck where the story starts shifting
An injury that turns into paperwork and pressure
A situation where you’re being told to wait, sign, or settle
Something serious enough that getting it wrong sticks with you
This is where experience actually matters.
Not just having it—how it’s stacked.
You’re looking at a combined background that includes:
Over a decade spent prosecuting cases in the Second Circuit
Years working both sides of the courtroom—building cases and breaking them down
Experience inside insurance defense, and now on the side of the people dealing with it
Military and service backgrounds where decisions carry real weight and real consequences
That overlap is the difference.
You’ve got insight into how cases are built, how they’re challenged, and where they get minimized—all at the same table.
You’re not guessing what might happen next. You’re working with people who’ve already seen it play out from multiple angles.
And when things tighten up, that matters.
You don’t need an attorney for everything.
But when you do, you want one that doesn’t have to figure it out as they go.
The Backyard Opens on Wednesdays.
I wanted to tell you a bunch of cool stuff about the backyard, but I've been shooting big ad campaign for a mower company all week and am tired and sun burnt, and flat about out of time. But we have added Wednesdays to our regular schedule. So Wed - Sat | 5pm until ....
Thursday: Bodega Cat
TIf you’ve been around the CSRA at all, you’ve probably heard the name.
Bodega Cat has been voted Best Rock/Alternative Group by Augusta Magazine four years running—2022 through 2025. That’s not a one-off. That’s consistency.
They started off as what they called “the jammiest jamband no one asked for,” which tells you just enough about how they operate. Loose where it should be, tight where it counts, and not too concerned with staying inside one lane for long.
The lineup is stacked with guys who’ve been around—Funk You, Cameras Guns & Radio, Pedestrian—so there’s a lot of mileage baked in before they even hit the first note.
Live, it leans into risk a little more than most bands are comfortable with. Sets move. Covers don’t stay predictable. Originals don’t feel like placeholders. It all kind of blends together in a way that makes more sense in the moment than it does on paper.
They’ve shared stages with names like G. Love & Special Sauce and Big Something, played just about every major spot around here, and have started pushing further out across Georgia and South Carolina.
They’ve also got a record out—“Say It With Me… Bo-De-Ga”—built from late-night sessions and finished with some serious production backing behind it. Not overworked, just dialed in.
Different feel than this past week, but that’s the point.
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