Battle Of The Firehouse Bands

Jake Wins 1st Place at the 2018 Battle Of The Firehouse Bands!

Battle of the Firehouse Bands PosterThe 2018 Battle Of The Firehouse Bands was held on March 10th as a fundraiser to kick off the 4th Annual New York City Memorial Stair Climb event which will be held on July 1, 2018 at WTC3. Jake And The Mountain Men tossed their name into the hat along with eight other FDNY bands for a chance to win a $1,000 cash prize and to help raise awareness for the Ray Pfeifer Foundation, a non-profit organization dedicated to assisting 9/11 first-responders, firefighters and police, with medical needs not covered by insurance.

Jake’s bassist, vocalist, and member of the band since its conception, Scott Hickey, personally worked with and was friends with Ray Pfeifer, and represents FDNY Engine 54, Ladder 4, Battalion 9, the hardest-hit firehouse on 9/11. Scott and the band were eager to jump on the opportunity to support a great cause and have a blast while doing it. The show was held at New York City’s infamous Cutting Room, with all ticket sale profits going to the aforementioned charitable foundations.

Each band had just 10 minutes to show off their goods. With a massive selection of cover songs in their bag, Jake decided the best way to showcase their talents would be in the form of a medley of their ‘most kickass’ tunes, followed by The Who’s “Baba O’Riley” which showcases Mussels’ incredible vocal skills, Brendan’s wild guitar windmills, Scott and Dino weaving tight rhythmic undertones, all being held together by Monith’s precise, explosive-yet-musical drumming.

Just before the venue doors were opened to the public, the order of the bands was drawn out of a hat with Jake pulling the opening spot in the lineup. While this gave the group a slight advantage, providing extra time for set-up and sound check, the guys feared that the crowd would forget about their performance after 90+ minutes of seven other bands of a multitude of genres giving it their best.

Jake And The Mountain Men’s performance at the 2018 Firehouse Battle Of The Bands

Luckily, the response was quite the opposite.

When it came time to vote, there was overheard chatter of “what was the name of that first band?” in the room. Present friends and family certainly did their part, but the general public had the final say and Jake ended up solidifying first place.

Photo of Jake And The Mountain Men on stageJake were announced as the winners and were called up to perform an encore. With the show running ahead of schedule, the band was able to perform five encores. With no formalized ideas in mind, the band democratically decided on the fly to perform Steely Dan’s “Peg”, Tommy Tutone’s “867-5309/Jenny”, Rick Springfield’s “Jessie’s Girl”, “Laid” by James, and the previously-teased “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” by Tears For Fears.

When the winner’s check of $1,000 was handed over, Mussels suggested donating the money right back to the charity. The band unanimously agreed that this was the best way to spend the winnings; to honor the fallen and the brave first-responders who are still battling their illnesses nearly 17 years later.

Thank You!

Jake And The Mountain Men would like to send a huge thank you to those of you who supported us and this fantastic cause. There were some absolutely fantastic performances by the bands including After Burn, The Archibald Gander Band, The Aged, Kevin’s Band, Metal Slug, The Russo Brothers, and The Slippery Chickens. We couldn’t have been more proud to have shared the stage with all of the amazing and humble musicians that night.

Be sure to check out Jake And The Mountain Men’s Live Schedule for upcoming Jake shows, and also stop by the Bootlegs archive to download some full-length live shows. Looking to book Jake for a private party or a public event? Don’t hesitate, click here!

Jake loves you all!

Jake Live @ Tom & Jerry’s Irish House – 12/29/2017

  • Fri

    New Year's Eve w/ Jake And The Mountain Men

    8:00 pm

    987 Route 22
    Brewster, NY 10509
    (845) 278-8900


    There's nothing quite like a Jake and the Mountain Men show to kick off the new year. We're not even going to take over the holiday, instead we'll steal you away on Friday the 29th! How convenient! That should give you plenty of time to recover for another evening of partying, amirite?

    Join us Friday, December 29th at Tom & Jerry's Irish House! The music starts at 8pm sharp, don't miss it!

Ricky Blues Live @ Fulgum’s Bar & Grill on December 8th

  • Fri

    Ricky Blues Band

    8:30 pm

    Fulgum’s Bar & Grill
    2151 Albany Post Rd
    Montrose, NY
    (914) 737-0172

    $5 Cover


Ricky Blues Band returns (yet again) to Fulgum’s Bar & Grill on 12/8/2017! Come by for an evening of live music including blues, classic rock, and featuring a tribute to Pink Floyd.


Ricky Blues: Vocals, Guitars
John Pax: Guitars, Vocals
Dino Covelli: Keyboards, Vocals
Elmer Johnson: Bass Guitars
Greg Saracino: Drums & Percussion, Vocals

Ricky Blues Live @ Fulgum’s Bar & Grill on October 14th

  • Sat

    Live Show w/ Ricky Blues Band

    10:00 pm

    2151 Albany Post Rd
    Montrose, NY
    (914) 737-0172

    $5 Cover


Ricky Blues Band returns to Fulgum’s Bar & Grill on October 14th with an evening of live music including blues, classic rock, and featuring a tribute to Pink Floyd.


Ricky Blues: Vocals, Guitars
John Pax: Guitars, Vocals
Anthony Pax: Guitars, Percussion, Vocals
Dino Covelli: Keyboards, Vocals
Elmer Johnson: Bass Guitars
Greg Saracino: Drums & Percussion, Vocals

Sorry, But the Metro North is Not a Plutocracy

WARNING: This post has nothing to do with music, whatsoever. It is nothing more than a mere rant filled with profanity. I am writing this strictly to vent my daily frustrations with a very small group of assholes at my local Metro North station.

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Located on the Hudson River in Briarcliff Manor, NY, the Metro North Scarborough train station is a spectacular, gorgeous landmark. Standing on the platform, you almost get the sensation of being on an exotic cruise. With the gorgeous Hudson River calmly crashing on the Western shore, and the still waters of Kemey’s cove consuming much of the Eastern view, the whole experience is breathtaking.

At least, it is most of the time– that is, when a handful of entitled pricks aren’t trying to cut you down.

I’m a technical engineer. I work for a media company. I don’t have to wear a suit to work. This makes me happy, with the exception of the times when my lack of formal attire sends a message to a certain group of commuters that I am nothing more than a low-class plebeian, unsuitable to exist on on the platform of any trains traveling to or from the Metro North Scarborough train station.

Now before you think that I’m delusional, and perhaps even jealous of these borderline-sociopaths, I will be providing evidence that goes beyond the anecdotal or speculative kind.

"Drive Like An Asshole" Instructional Video

How many times do you think a different BMW (or similarly priced vehicle) can attempt to cut you off in a 500 foot stretch of road? Once? Twice? It’s quite a short roadway, but somehow on a daily basis we attempt to get cut off anywhere from 2-5 times. If you want to witness this for yourself, park your car anywhere at the Scarborough station between 5–7pm and watch what happens. Bring popcorn.

Occasionally, these impatient lunatics will inch towards the SIDE of our car– as in, outside of the laws of physics to allow them to cut in front of us, and then beep their horns at us, animatedly mouthing phrases like, “COME ON!!!!” and, “MOOOOOOOOOOOVE!!!”

On one such occasion a BMW driver came so close to sideswiping our vehicle that it caused us to lock our brakes up and brace for impact. Unfortunately this led to us getting rear-ended by a Jitney behind us, whose driver was unable to react quickly enough to our emergency braking.

Now try, if you will, to imagine the following scenario: Your stopped vehicle gets jolted forward, accompanied with a very loud BANG; realizing you were very likely just rear-ended; taking off your seat belt; opening the car door, and immediately getting berated by a completely unrelated asshat who rolled down his window down to shout the following at you: “CAN YOU MOOOOOOOOVE-AH?!!”. This literally happened to me.

“NOOOOO!!” I fully extended my arm and pointed right at his face, “NOW ROLL YOUR WINDOW UP AND GIVE US A FUCKING MINUTE.” He looked terrified and confused, as if he was completely unfamiliar with the concept of the word “NO.”

I bet you can guess what type of car this jerk-off was driving…

BMW: The Ultimate Driving Machine For The Ultimate ToolI know, it sounds like I have a hatred for BMW drivers. I honestly don’t, but I will admit that my brain is starting to associate certain makes of car with this type of person thanks to this daily display of selfish, entitled behavior. I assure you that this rant is not specifically targeted to the Bavarian Motor Works company, or their loyal customers.

Needless to say, the fender-bender taught me that I am not alone in my observations of this Class War behavior going on at the Scarborough train station. The friendly Briarcliff Police officer who assisted us with our fender bender had quite a bit to say on the matter. He was not surprised that we were cut off, or rear-ended in the Scraborough parking lot, because he witnesses similar behavior each time a train lets out at rush hour.

“I’ve worked in some of the worst neighborhoods in New York, but I’ve never witnessed anything like these people. Not anywhere. Some of them are so entitled, they believe they have the right to plow others down just to be first out of the lot.”

This hits the nail right on the head. Who the hell do these people think they are?

“Move it, asshole.” This is how I was greeted by one of these pricks earlier this week.

It was 5:13pm at the lower level of Grand Central station. Pedestrian traffic was merging into a single-file line, leading to a staircase down to the platform where the 5:16pm train to Croton-Harmon was boarding. A group of people were just ahead of me moving slower than my normal pace. The woman directly in front of me lost her footing for a split second. I slowed down briefly, just to give her enough space to recover, as these words were spoken directly into the back of my head.

“Move it, asshole.”

Martin Shkreli's Punchable FaceI quickly snapped my head around, and was not entirely surprised at what I saw: A very sweaty, overweight man, in a very expensive suit, in a furious hurry to catch the same train I was about to board. He smugly gave me a half-assed grin, seemingly somehow proud of the fact that he’s a huge fucking asshole.

I immediately fantasized about knocking those visible teeth right out of his sweaty, punchable face and onto the staircase. Instead I took a deep breath, turned back around and boarded the train. I then watched as he practically shoved people out of his way so he could plant himself in the doorway of the last car.

Oh right, I know this guy– I’ve seen him before. He stands up for the entire 48-minute ride, obstructing the doorway at other stops just so he can be first to deboard the train at Scarborough. The moment those train doors open wide enough for him to squeeze through, he squirts himself out and chaotically sprints to his vehicle just to be the first to exit the Scarborough station parking lot.

I guess he must be really important. He must have a family, or something. Him and his family must be way more important than me, a jeans-and-sneaker-wearing peasant. So this brings me my point: The Metro North is NOT a plutocracy.

Wearing a suit does not entitle you to special treatment. WE PAY THE EXACT SAME AMOUNT FOR OUR MONTHLY TRAIN FAIR. Just because my outfit cost a fraction of yours, you have no right to attempt to subjugate me.

Outside of the four walls of your office you are nothing but just another human. You do not command any sort of authority, whatsoever.

You do not deserve any amount of assumed respect based on your clothing or material possessions.

I admire the confidence some of these people have. They truly seem to believe that they yield some sort of dominion over common folk. But it’s nothing more than a delusional day dream, carried over from whatever fleeting semblance of authority they may be graced with for a few hours each weekday.

Hey, “asshole”, here’s a quick newsflash for you:

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Seriously. Your expensive suit is essentially a meaningless Halloween costume outside of your office. It does not give you super powers. Also, please take a good look at yourself– you’re a filthy slob. That suit does absolutely nothing to hide your revolting appearance. You might want to consider sprinting all the way home from now on… it might help you shed a few pounds…