This is Wilmont Mews.

Standing from left to right
Ron Miller (trumpet/flute), Dave Wrable (trumpet/piano), Jan the Man (bass/vocals/melophonium), Jack Jeckot (keyboards/vocals/tuba), Martin G. Herman (saxophones/piano), and John Zeiders (trombone).
Sitting are Ed the Drummer on the left and Walter Trout (guitar/vocals).

Wilmont Mews was based in West Chester, Pennsylvania and performed mostly to college students from the Jersey Shore to Pittsburgh and Dover, Delaware to Princeton, New Jersey. The bulk of our performances were fraternity parties and concerts. Influenced by horn bands like The Electric Flag, Blood Sweat and Tears, Cold Blood, Ten Wheel Drive and Chicago, the band played it's own brand of neo jazz/rock with a pinch of blues. The result was a funky, easy to listen to original sound.

I first met Jack in a small marching band in Oaklyn, New Jersey. He and some other guys from the Oaklyn Band formed the Runaways and played covers at local high schools and church dances. When the original bass player went away to college, I became the bass player and the band name was changed to Cold Beer. That iteration of musicality lasted a year. Then Jack graduated from high school and the band members changed from Oaklyn Bandmates to classmates from Jack's college, West Chester State. That is except for the rhythm section, Ed, Walter and me. We all lived and practiced in an old fire station at 17 West Miner Street in West Chester. Next to the fire station was an alley named Wilmont Mews. Since we were now an "artsy" band we needed to shed the party band name Cold Beer and named the band Wilmont Mews.

Some of our most memorable "gigs" were at the TKE house at Drexel. But one of the best was at some frat at Franklin and Marshall where a large table was pushed in front of the band while we were playing. We all looked at each other in wonder until a young lady in a fur coat was lifted up onto the table. She stood there motionless for a while. Then, with a nod from the seedy looking character that escorted her to the table, she proceeded to remove the coat to reveal nothing but a bra and panties. All attention, including that of the the band, was now on her as she danced for us all. That is until the more drunk members of the frat decided to try and get a handful of her barely covered mammalian protuberances. She was then snatched from the table by the seedy looking guy and hustled out the door for her own protection. We never saw her again.