Let's Hear It for the Coveralls

This morning, when I went to see Virginia at Higher Grounds for my once-weekly breakfast (one of her spectacular spinach and feta croissants), I picked up the new Metro Pulse on my way out the door, as is my custom. It only took once glance to know my day was already made. I knew by the letters emblazoned on the cover, "JUKEBOX HEROES: Let's Hear It for The Hardest-Working Musicians In Knoxville Show Business: THE COVER BANDS."

As I worked the first few hours of my shift, the issue beckoned me from the corner of my cubicle. It whispered to me for relief from its loneliness; for its crisp, freshly inked pages to be parted and its feature to be read. It was all I could do to resist its call, for local cover bands are one of my passions.

When lunch hour finally arrived, I swiveled in my chair, snatched the paper, and scanned the pages for the article in question, eagerly anticipating to see my favorite (and arguably best) cover band in town, The Coveralls. I was (am) perplexed by the omission of such a powerhouse of locally-grown cover-playing awesomeness.

Maybe it was because they don't quite fit the mold that was presented in the intro to the article. They get respect, and everyone remembers their name (some even know the names of the band members), and many that I know plan weekends around going to the next Coveralls show. They play weddings, they play requests, they play with your mind as they weave through the generations and the genres with the greatest of ease.

I have seen Tommy Tutone (of "867-5309" fame) open for them at The World Grotto (now Latitude35), and at a beautiful wedding in a fancified barn in Franklin, Tenn. But without a doubt, their home has to be Barley's Taproom. The stage there might as well officially name it "Coveralls' Stage," because they own the place every single time they play there.

You are not going to find a better way to spend $5 in this (or likely any) town on a Saturday night. Next time they are playing, check them out. You won't regret it.

Sidenote: Brewster's Millions are also some talented youngsters that are playing that rock 'n' roll music around town.

Trevor J. Cox