Things looked a little barren around the stage as The Bilge Pumps went through sound checks. Aw, who are we kidding? It was barren for the whole show!

What better way to take out our frustrations about the audience than choking Phil McGroin to death?

The Bilge Pumps' roger flies high over the stage... 'course, not as high as Budweiser does.

Harvey and Maroon keep themselves warm before the show with a steaming cup o' hot chocolate... er... I mean rum.

Squeegy takes his turn to get down and gruvin' on "Johnny Jump Up".

The Bilge Pumps survey their domain and realize the crew has deserted them for a coffee bar.

After the show, the 'Pumps swung by the tall ship Elissa where they were performing sail training. Here we sing "Rollin' Down to Old Maui" to the poor souls on the capstan.

Back at the beach house, Maroon and Squeegy make a dash for the freezin' cold Gulf of Mexico in February. Caution, cold water makes things smaller than they appear.