Some singers hit notes.
Some singers perform.

Long Time Gone does something else — they pull you inside the music.

Their singer, Sherri Herrman, isn’t about technical perfection. She’s Janis Joplin raw — the kind of voice you remember from Joplin’s Monterey Pop Festival performance, where a song stopped being a song and turned into a force of nature. You didn’t just hear it. You’re moved by it — in your chest, in your nerves, in your soul. This is the experience you get when you listen to the Salem band’s ‘Long Time Gone’.

Sherri doesn’t just sing cover. Sherri turns every cover into her own raw interpretation wrapped around her emotional story. Every song gets reshaped by a voice that is gritty, emotional, and fearless. She sings with everything she has, bending lyrics, stretching notes, and pushing feeling straight through the room. The clean guitar and deep, driving bass backed by rhythmic drums  give her space to explode, and suddenly the whole place is moving. Excellent performances by all.

They tear into “Piece of My Heart,” “House of the Rising Sun,” “All Along the Watchtower,” “Brown Eyed Girl,” and “Jumpin’ Jack Flash,” and each one feels new again — familiar, but transformed where each song has impact. A band and a singer with purpose.

Then she leaves the stage.

She’s suddenly in the crowd, singing, dancing, laughing, turning strangers into backup singers.  Everyone becomes part of the band.

Sherri’s personality is as powerful as her voice. She doesn’t treat the crowd like an audience — she treats them like people she hasn’t met yet. Whether you’ve known her for years or you just walked in off the street, she connects with you the same way, with warmth, humor, and an open heart that pulls you in. Between songs, in the middle of the dance floor, or right in front of the mic, she has a way of making strangers feel like friends, and friends feel like family. That’s why her performances don’t just sound good — they feel connection

That night was supposed to be Sherri’s birthday party.

But really, we weren’t celebrating a birthday.

We were celebrating a performance — one of those rare nights where music hits so hard you can’t help but sing, dance, and walk out buzzing with pure exhilaration, knowing you didn’t just hear the songs…

You felt them.

Happy Birthday, Sherri!
Thank you for giving us a night we’ll never forget — your voice, your heart, and your connection with the crowd made it one of the best performances I’ve seen across so many bands. We can’t wait to see you light up the room again at your next show. Keep doing what you do — it’s magic.