We (Kate, Cindy and I) had good seats up front where we chatted quite a bit with Rory Hancock, Butch's son on electric Fender. And we made friends while waiting to get in with a couple of very pleasant young men who work at the Mohawk (a bar on Red River) and are rabid fans of Townes' music. They bought me a beer -- Firemans No 4!
So many of our music adventures are vicarious adventures for our friend Pat who introduced us to this music many years ago. Pat loved Texas music but would never have travelled to experience it for himself. Instead we do that for him. It would be wonderful to return home and tell Pat about this show, seeing these performers and learning to love Townes many tunes. That cannot be.
Anyways, some pictures from the event... and, as I've said before, can you really get too much of Butch Hancock?
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