Mining the Annette Hanshaw and Ruth Etting catalogs of ghost pop, folk blues, and novelty songs circa 1916, Miss Rose & Her Rhythm Percolators played at First Hill's Sorrento Hotel Fireside Room on Saturday night.

The band plays the first floor lounge about once a month, which isn't nearly enough. Consider this an editorial call for Miss Rose and her muted-trumpet, stand-up bass, ukulele-strumming, and piano-tinkling gang to take up a weekly residency at the cozy historic First Hill hotel.

And I don't usually go in for specialty drinks, but check out this list:

Terry Ave.
360 Sorrento lemon vodka, honey syrup, lavender bitters, grapefruit juice
Aqua Peche
Plymouth gin, Luksosowa vodka, moscato, peach bitters
900 Madison
Crater Lake vodka, St. Germain, splash of cranberry, Lucien Albrecht Brut Rose
Cazadores Anejo Tequila, triple sec, lime juice, orange juice, Aperol float, applewood smoked salt rim
I Lay Manhattan
Bulliet bourbon, Luxardo Maraschino, sweet vermouth, with a Laphroig scotch rinse
Pendlton whiskey, Calvados Apple brandy, Aperol, Vanilla Dry Soda
Bacardi Rum, mint syrup, lime juice, cucumber Dry Soda
Flor Amarga
Correlejo Repasado Tequila, Campari, lemon juice, honey syrup


I had the 900 Madison, which helped me catch up to the chatty crew I met there midway through the set. The thing I like most about Ms. Rose's gigs is that you can shift between rapt attention to her 78-RPM serenades and boisterous splash-of-cranberry conversations, also going at about 78-RPMs.

Percolatin' pianist Fred Van Doren, Saturday night at the Sorrento.
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