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Frankly, Jake ain’t that little, but given the scarcity of old-fashioned bass-slappin’ rock and roll outfits in these parts, we’re not going to nit-pick. And when this slickly coifed, tattooed, and sideburned band gets a good head of steam going, there’s no time for semantics; best to just grab your partner and hit the dance floor. True, there’s nothing particularly earthshaking going on in the Boss Tones’ loving salute to their Fifties forebears, but try telling that to the retro-garbed couples gleefully spinning around Churchill’s whenever this group hits the stage there.