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Honor Among Thieves, one of Madison, Wisconsin's premiere bands has been around longer than most, and has mutated several times over the years. This semi-professionally produced video captures the Thieves at one of the greatest peaks of their musicianship, as they give of their time and energy to help raise money for Greenpeace via a benefit at Madison's Barrymore Theater. The lineup at this time, in 1988 included Andy (Andrando) Ewen, on vocals, guitar extraordinaire and "da braynze" behind the music. In addition to his playing, singing and composing, he is also a wonderfully talented artist and created the logo, album art and advertising images for the band. Doug DeRosa supplied the ever-so-funky bass line, ever joined at the hip with Terry Galloway on drums -- a rhythm section par excellence. Because of the funk and blues provided by this excellent rhythm section, the band exemplifies the Blues/Rock/Funk that was in its heyday in the late eighties. Patrick Dieter provides backup vocals and shredding saxophone work, doubling (tripling?) on soprano, tenor and baritone saxophones. During this incarnation, the band featured strong interplay between Andy and Patrick, often giving birth to whole new musical ideas as they worked and reworked a tight harmony line together. A night out to see the Thieves often represented a cardio challenge for a dancer, as they often played for 3-4 hours with only one break, segueing from one hot original to the next, interspersed with their own funky take on traditional Chicago Blues. The band was sleek and tight, shifting with ease from intricately structured point and counterpoint, call and response to improvised-on-the-spot jams to touch the heart of any tie-dyed-in-the-wool Deadhead. All in all, it was a true moment of musical magic -- four accomplished players with the balls to get up and blow out the back wall, yet simultaneously humbled to the incredible musical creation that chose to channel through them. It's trite and corny to say that the band was bigger than the sum of it's individual parts. But, then, unless you're terminally hip, most of the truly amazing things in life are trite and corny, aren't they?