Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Snow Back Turtles.


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Kate and her friends have been meeting safely outside during the pandemic. Over the summer that's been easy.

However, with winter coming on, they've taken it perhaps a little too far. Here they are sitting outside around our fire pit on the deck as a snow squall descends on them. 

Around the circle from the 7:00 position it's Cathy, Jane, Jan, Kate and Janis -- the "Snow Back Turtles".

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

William (Mac) Dixon


My Uncle Mac Dixon (his first name was William but he went by "Mac" for his middle name McKay) served in WWII as did his older brother Walter Dixon who died in a training crash and never returned. Mac signed up with the First Hussars out of London and was the driver of a Duplex Drive Sherman tank, the "Bold", on the June 6, 1944 D-day Canadian landing at Juno Beach in Normandy. 

These tanks were amphibious and were supposed to float. They were brought close to the shore in landing craft and launched at sea. They had a large inflatable canvas screen for floatation and were self propelled with propeller screws to make the landing where the tank treads would take over. Mac's tank sank quickly either because of rough water or having taken a hit. There's a harrowing story in the accompanying video playlist about how he survived and managed to make it to shore that day.

The fishermen at Courseulles sur Mer (the town at Juno Beach) retrieved and restored the tank in 1970 — it had been a fishing hazard for years fouling their nets. On June 6 1971 Uncle Mac, in a troop of 85 First Hassars, attended the dedication of his tank as a Canadian war memorial.

The Juno Beach Centre, a museum and memorial to the Canadians who landed to liberate Europe, proudly displays and maintains Uncle Mac's tank. We made a tearful visit back in 2002 on a trip to Paris for one of Kate's conferences.

One autumn day in 2007 Aunt Shirley (Mac's wife) called — they were showing a video at the Mitchell Legion about Uncle Mac and the First Hussars. I recall it was a project by local high school students to learn about and preserve history told by those who had lived it. If you click on the image above you'll be taken to a YouTube playlist — a copy of that video. Some of it is from very rough super-8 film of their 1971 trip to France for the memorial and dedication, other parts are from CFPL TV specials recorded on VHS. The technical quality is pretty rough but all of the story of our Uncle Mac, D-day on Juno Beach and those dual mode tanks is well worth a listen.

I've posted these notes and the video playlist with the hope that the story survives. Lest we forget.

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Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Billy Joe Shaver

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What a year it's been for our music heroes. First John Prine, Justin Townes Earl and then Jerry Jeff Walker. Now Billy Joe Shaver, who was probably the greatest country songwriter ever, has crossed that river. When will this end?

Billy Joe was 81 years when he passed away on October 28, 2020. He apparently had a bout with COVID-19 over the summer and then a fall in September. The last time we saw him, four years ago at Riley's Tavern in Hunter Texas (November of 2016), he was hale and hearty, full of piss and vinegar. And having a hell of a time: "Fit to kill and goin' out in style." As you can see from the picture at left he's grinnin' like the "Wacko from Waco" -- which of course he sang.

Click on the image to see more pictures from that event.

We had seen him at the Horseshoe Tavern in Toronto with his son Eddy as "Shaver" many years ago. So we were really excited to see him again at Riley's Tavern -- we don't often get to see legends like Billy Joe and, as time has shown, they don't last forever, even if their songs do.

We had never been to Hunter Texas -- it's a small town (barely a crossroad) just a few miles north of Gruene (where you'll find the famous Gruene Hall -- where Billy Joe had his heart attack on stage and continued to play!). It's just off the IH35 between Austin, where we were staying, and San Antonio. It was about an hour away from our holiday long stay home in South Austin. 

Riley's Tavern is a very small club/Honky Tonk in a country setting with bikes and pickup trucks parked around. There's a bar at front and a bit of performance area attached where, unlike Austin clubs, smoking was permitted. Packed, as it was that night, you might squeeze in 100 people. An intimate environment. Billy Joe, the "Honky Tonk Hero", was up front at the bar glad handing fans as we arrived. We arrived early and found ourselves in a prime location up front to stage right where we had seats (there were very few, mostly it was standing room only). I was able to get some pretty good photos. The front band was the Texas KGB. They played a good set but were really blown out of the water by Billy Joe and his band. They played without a break and went on forever. Billy Joe was smiling and laughing, telling stories, never tiring and making sure that a) we knew that all these songs were written by him and b) he had been saved by Jesus Christ. In spite of buggered up knees and hip surgery he would get down on his one knee to praise Jesus Christ. I recall he said he was waiting to get the other hip done, or was it the other knee?

It was quite a night in Hunter Texas and one we'll long remember.

While there's lots of great music in Austin, we've never caught Billy Joe there. He sometimes played the White Horse Tavern, and that would be a great place to see him. He was honored at the Ameripolitan Awards in February of 2015 which we did attend. Unfortunately at that time he was not well and Joe Ely accepted the award for him. Joe Ely sang Bill Joe's song "Live Forever" in his honor. Cowritten with his son Eddy, it's a song that's fitting now:

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Nobody here will ever find me
But I always be around
Just like the songs I leave behind me
I'm gonna live forever now

Of all the many tunes Billy Joe wrote we are especially fond of "(We Are) The Cowboys". Willie Nelson has recently released a version on the album "First Rose of Spring" (2020). The verse that we especially like is:

We are the cowboys, the true sons of freedom
We are the men who will get the job done
We're picking our words so we don't have to eat 'em
We're rounding them up and then driving them home

Billy Joe certainly had a way with words. And, at least in our house, he will live forever in his songs.

Ps. the album "Live at Billy Bob's Texas" (2012) is a very good sample of what the show at Riley's was like. Unfortunately, that album seems to be out of print. It's still available on iTunes and Spotify.



Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Jerry Jeff Walker

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October 23, 2020: Scamp Walker has left the building. 

We are saddened to hear that Jerry Jeff is no more. He shaped our love of Americana music. We would not have explored Texas so many times were we not exposed to Scamp Walker and his Gonzo Band. Many thanks, rest easy, we'll carry on.

I think the first I heard of Jerry Jeff was from my friend Mike back in the early 1970's when we shared the "Horbinger Home" in London while attending school at Western. While the music of the home was dominated by bands of the day (Supertramp, Rolling Stones, Rick Wakeman, etc.) Jerry Jeff opened our eyes and ears to what music could be. And of course that hard drinking life style appealed to both of us.

I only ever saw him a few times but have pretty much every recording ever made. The first time would have been in the late 70's at the Horse Shoe Tavern in Toronto around the time of "A Man Must Carry On" (my favorite album). My girlfriend at the time knew about my affection for his music and we drove from London to Toronto to see him. When we got there the bar was full and we could not get in. Sadly, we settled for some long forgotten show up the street at the El Mocambo. But luckily on leaving that show early we stopped by the Horse Shoe and were fortunate to get in and catch the last set! It was an excellent experience, magical and beery.

The second time, sometime in the 80's or 90's, Kate and I caught him at the El Mocambo. And the last time was recently at Ray Wylie Hubbard's 70th birthday bash at the Paramount Theatre in Austin November 12, 2016 where he came on stage to sing a few tunes with his old friend who authored "Red Neck Mothers" made famous on the "Viva Terlingua!" album recorded in the Luckenbach dance hall.

In 2018 we visited the Jerry Jeff Walker Exhibit at the Wittliff Collection, Albert B. Alkek Library, Texas State University, San Marcos. They have the archive of Jeff Jeff memorabilia.

We've travelled many times to Austin over the years to discover the rich music scene introduced to us through his music. Our many adventures in Texas might never have been, if not for Scamp Walker.

Many thanks, Buckeroo!

Wednesday, April 22, 2020

Facebook Pretenders

These days Facebook is an important social medium. I use it a lot. Kate says I use it too much.

For reasons which escape me I've had a number of occassions where someone pretends to be me -- they copy pictures from my profile, set up an account under my name, populate it with minimal data and then ask my friends to become their friends. They have not "hacked" me, they're just "pretending" to be me.

Many mistake the friend request as coming from me, after all the profile picture looks like me, and they accept the request without thinking further. Others, having been bitten by this before, don't accept the friend request and instead either ignore it or better, send me a message asking "have you been hacked?".  There's more you can do to help me and protect others.

What I do when notified that someone is pretending to be me is to start by looking up their profile on Facebook. To do that:

  1. From the Facebook search bar I enter "Reg Quinton". You'll get a list of people, posts, mentions and much more.
  2. Of all the results back I select for "People" rather than posts, videos, etc.
  3. If there is one or more of me I check each one. Any recent additions to Facebook using my picture are people pretending to be me.
  4. Click on the person pretending to be me (by clicking the name or photo) to see their profile.
  5. Verify that profile is recent, the history is abbreviated and it doesn't include my postings over the years.
  6. On their profile banner to the left side you'll find "Add Friend", "Message" and a "..." pull down menu.
  7. From the "..." pull down menu select "Report Profile" and go through the effort to report them as pretending to be someone you know. Namely me!
Facebook will quickly act on a report, especially if they get several reports. A report from me, and reports from you who the pretender is scamming.

What you can do when you receive a friend request from someone pretending to be me is to click on their image or name in the friend request to get to their profile and follow steps 5-7. You should also send me a message letting me know that you've done so. If you're already a friend of mine you will not receive a second friend request from me.

Should you get a friend request from anyone you really ought to investigate a bit before accepting the request. There are a lot of scammers out there. Click on their image or name, investigate their profile and make an informed decision. I will sometimes e-mail or phone people to confirm that it really was them who made the request. You should do the same at least some of the time.

If you accept a friend request you are exposing profile information that is restricted to friends only, you're exposing postings that were private to your friends and, this is important, you are exposing your list of friends!

I have recently editted my security settings to make sure my friends list is not exposed to the public. You ought to do the same. See this Profile Tip from Facebook on how to keep your "Friends" list private.

Sunday, April 19, 2020

My Dad

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The following article was prepared by Paula Niall for a Grey County Historical Society newsletter back in November of 2012. I'm not sure when it was published or what came of her work.

I'm copying it here for friends and family on the occasion of dad's birthday -- he was born April 19, 2014.


MAURICE WATSON QUINTON
1914-2012

Maurice Quinton is remembered by Norman Seabrook as a very strong, active man with a good memory, who contributed a great deal to his community of Walter’s Falls.

“He loved to talk about the history and he had a sharp memory, in fact, much of what I learned about the local history I learned from him,” Norman told me over the phone. He was his neighbor and worked along side him for many years. “He sold me my first and only driving mare when I was 18 years old.”

Maurice was the great-grandson of John Walter (1804-1867) and Elizabeth Payne (1804-1883). John was the early miller, who emigrated from Somerset, England with his wife, claiming almost 800 acres of land from the Crown and founding Walter Falls in 1852.  

Maurice’s fraternal grandmother was Elizabeth, the second daughter of John and Elizabeth Walter. Elizabeth married Thomas Quinton March 30, 1858. Their son, Richard, Maurice’s father, was born June 21, 1861.

His father, Richard Quinton married Alberta Carney. Alberta was the daughter of Sidney Carney and Sarah (Watson) Carney, making, making them Maurice’s maternal grandparents.

Sidney was the brother of Richard Carney (1802-1885), who was the first Sheriff of Algoma, the First Warden of Grey County, the First Mayor of Owen Sound, later became the first owner of the Owen Sound newspaper, The Times, “Quite a distinguished connection,” Norman pointed out.

“Richard had a brother, Charles Carney, owned a store in Walter’s Falls, a tannery in Meaford, and a good number of mills in the area. The Carneys were a great pioneer family,” said Norman, whose own pioneer family, walked up to Grey County in 1853 with their three-month-old baby. 

Maurice was born on the family farm in the former Euphrasia Township just outside Walter’s Falls on April 19, 1914.  This was at the beginning of World War I.  He and the rest of the family survived the swine flu epidemic of 1918.  His mother died in 1933 when he was only 19 years old.

Maurice was the youngest of six children; four girls and two boys. “His elder sister, Hilda Puddicombe of New Hamburg was born in 1910.  Now 102 years of age, she is still quite spry,” according to Maurice’s son, Reg Quinton. 

A Carney descendant, retired RCAF Colonel, Donald Carney, has written, The History of the Carney Family.  “Don lives in North Bay,” Norman explained during our telephone conversation, “and he gave me a signed copy of his book as I helped him gather some of his facts.” 

Until the late 1940s, it was the responsibility of the land owners to keep roads reasonable in the winter.  Maurice and his neighbors did so with a team of horses.  Later in his trucking career, he plowed roads for the township using modern equipment.

Maurice started out farming, but moved to trucking gravel in 1949, and then went into transporting in 1950 owning and operating Maurice Quinton & Sons Transportation, Ltd. 
His son Anthony was his partner. “He loved driving,” said Norman, “he was always driving.”

His son Reg confirmed his father’s love of driving.  He wrote that his father drove the ‘big rigs’ throughout Ontario for local businesses, (Hallman Lumber and Walter’s Falls Milling), local farmers (grains, apples and fertilizers), culverts and steel from Stelco in Hamilton and, more often than not, road salts (Allied Chemical in Windsor and Sifto in Goderich) for road maintenance and construction.  He drove these rigs until he retired to Owen Sound in his 80s. 

“In his final year, with his mind failing, he often talked about tending to his horses, his car parked out back of the Retirement Home, or a truck trip he had made that morning.  Trucking defined his life.  When he was no longer able to drive at the age of 96, it was a tragedy for him that he was never able to accept,” Reg wrote from St. Mary’s Ontario.

Maurice married Margaret Dixon on June 11, 1938 at St. Philip’s Anglican Church in Walter’s Falls.  Margaret was born and raised in Walter’s ‘Falls. Her parents were Russell and Nellie (MacKay) Dixon. Russ Dixon operated a garage in Walter’s Falls.  He also did custom threshing with his steam engine and late in life managed the Grey Lodge in Markdale.

Maurice and Margaret Quinton had seven children; one girl and six boys. They were: Ellen, Larry, Anthony, David, Reginald, Dale and Paul.  He was a grandfather of 10 grandchildren and 16 great-grandchildren. “Today, his descendants are spread all over Canada,” Norman said.

“Maurice and Margaret were very active in the community and in St. Philip’s Church, where he served as warden, secretary-treasurer for forty years and contributed in many other roles over the years. “He loved to laugh, Reg commented. The humor in a song made famous by George Formby, When I’m Cleaning Windows, would always get him chuckling.  Often, he was called upon to act as master of ceremonies at weddings and other events, where he would tell jokes, recite poems and give Irish blessings.    

On September 24, 2012, at the age of 98, Maurice was laid to rest beside his wife, Margaret, in the cemetery of the Church he loved so well. The charming stone church sits atop a knoll at the north end of Walter’s Falls, so reminiscent of an English Parish Church from whence his ancestors came.

Paula Niall


                       

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Ripe Limes

Ripe Limes
When we were in Austin this winter we got a bag of ripe limes from our cousin Jamie and his wife Vicky when we visited their home with Judy. They have a lovely home on Lake Travis and a lime tree by the pool that over produces. They have so many they have to toss them.

In the picture at left these are limes from their tree that have ripened -- usually one wants to pick them when they're still green. They look like lemons, but they're limes. They're quite large, some the size of an orange. In any case from the dozen or so limes we squeezed out about a quart of fresh lime juice. And from that.....


The Perfect Margarita.


Take one fresh lime, cut it in half and squeeze the juice from each half. Measured juice (should be about 1.5oz) but whatever it is, that's your "measure". Slice one of the rinds (toss the other), add juice and rind slices to a shaker with plenty of ice (about 5-7 cubes), an equal measure of triple sec and a double measure of tequila. Shake vigorously and pour into a large glass. Sit back and enjoy.

Some like to salt the rim of their margarita glass. I don't, you might.


Variations and notes:

  1. I like to use the lime rind, others prefer a slice on the side. 
  2. Shaking the rind releases the aromatics. 
  3. Don't strain the lime juice. The pulp that you have is tasty. 
  4.  Prepared lime juice in a bottle is ok but fresh is always better. 
  5.  When you develop a taste for margaritas you'll recognize the fresh plump limes. 
  6.  You can substitute simple syrup for triple sec but then it's not a perfect margarita.
  7.  Never, ever add soda water. Blasphemy! 
  8. Any tequila will do, top shelf Tequila and Grand Marnier make a "Cadillac Margarita". 
  9.  If you add a splash of orange juice then you have a "Morning Margarita". 
  10.  If you add a splash of brine from your jar of olives then you have a "Mexican Martini". 
  11.  If you substitute Mezcal for Tequila you have a "Mad Dog Margarita" 
P.s. National Margarita Day is February 22. But you can have them any time you like.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020

John Prine

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Yesterday, Tuesday, was for us and many of our generation truely the day the music died. The news is that John Prine has passed away from COVID-19 complications in Nashville. He was 73 years -- we are of a similar age so it hits hard.

We only got to see him a few times over the many years in spite of being die hard fans. Mariposa '91 at Ontario Place in Toronto was a notable time. The picture at left is a signed copy of his CD "Diamonds in the Rough" that we bought at the festival  -- click on the image to see some scanned photos of John from that event. There's a story there.

We had picked up a couple of his early CD's that had recently been re-released at a "merch tent".  We were replacing much loved LP's  (this was a transitional time between analogue and digital media). We bumped into John having lunch (or perhaps his late breakfast) at a sunny outdoor patio and had caught his concert in the Forum the night before. I approached him to ask if he would sign the CD's and had a brief conversation. He was surprised to see these early albums on CD and told me he didn't have them. Really? How can that be? He went on to tell me that his first records were still the property of the record companies and he hadn't, as yet, been able to buy back his rights to them. I offered to give him the CD's and he said something to the effect of "Oh no, don't be foolish". He happily signed them and I returned to our friends.

When I told Kate and our friends this story we all agreed that John ought to have his own CD's and decided that we'd buy another one, sign it our selves as loyal fans and give it to him later in the day when we were to see him at a workshop with Jimmie Dale Gilmore. We did -- I went back stage and gave him the CD we had signed. John, and Jimmie too, had a bit of a laugh about it. We really hope he appreciated this token of our affection for him and his music. It can't be often that your fans give you their autographs.

Here's another funny story from the same event. At the Friday night concert in the Forum there was a drunk in the audience who kept yelling out, "Play Sam Stone, play Sam Stone!". After a bit, in response, John replied "We play no song before it's time." He had a set list and he was working his way through it. Sure enough, "Sam Stone" was on the set list and John did sing it after a bit. However, a few tunes after that the same drunk yells out, "Play Sam Stone, play Sam Stone!". John rolled his eyes and everyone had a good chuckle. The joys of playing live music to an appreciative audience.

We hope John is in Paradise, chewing some fat with Jesus, maybe hammerin' some planks with his grandpa, meeting up with that Angel from Montgomery, Pamela from the 4-way stop delimma, Donald & Lydia, and all those other rich characters we know so well.

Finally, at Christmas we always first play our "Christmas in Prison" mix-tape collection. This year we got a pair of "Sitting on a Rainbow" T-shirts from the Oh-Boy record store to celebrate our 40th anniversary. Because, after all, "we're the big door prize". We'll miss you John.




Sunday, April 5, 2020

The Enemas

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The Enemas were a Guelph college/punk band who we saw a few times at the Cedar Lounge in London Ontario. I really liked them — they were outrageous. The group was Greg Jarvie (drums), Oliver Kellhammer (vocals), Derek Graham (guitar), Blaine White (guitar) and Brian Lambert (bass).

 Brian Lambert, who played bass in the band and later in a group "Nach dem Tode", was from London and we became acquainted in later years. Recently Brian posted a YouTube video of the band performing "Joe Wyatt" using and crediting some of my photos from that time. Many thanks.

I have a CD I digitized from a C90 Brian had given me. It includes this tune and more. I've shared it with a few friends over the years.

If you're interested in more pictures of the band click on the image at left. These are all the pictures I have from that era — they have not been edited down to a "best of" collection.

See also my blog of 2012 on the London Graphic Underground — there was a gallery showing, a book released (Brian Lambert & Mike Niederman) with some of my photos and a reunion concert where the Enemas and several other bands played Call the Office in London.

It's nice to see history preserved.

P.s. Brian has also posted a version of the Enemas "Gang War" on YouTube. Another great tune.

Saturday, March 14, 2020

Home amid Corona Virus

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We packed up all our gear, our bikes and our cats into our Honda CR-V to return home after seeing Whitney Rose at the Continental Club on Tuesday the night before. It's about 2,500km (1,500mile) or 25hrs of interstate driving and we've done it many times now. We left Austin TX on Wednesday March 11 and were home by Friday March 13 with overnight stops in Little Rock AR and Indianapolis IN.

The trip was pretty uneventful apart from a nasty hail storm near the junction of the Ohio and Mississippi rivers. There had been a nasty tornado through Nashville only a few days earlier that had done considerable damage so for a moment it was more than a little distressing. But the bad weather passed and it was smooth sailing there after. Clear roads, warm weather and no snow -- well a tiny bit in the shaded north side of some ditches here in Ontario.

Our three cats -- Piscine, brothers Radar and Little Moe -- are not comfortable travellers. Piscine spends hours wandering the car and screaming that she's not happy. But she usually settles down and goes to sleep for at least some of the day. Radar and Moe are just terrified by the whole experience and hunker down quietly hoping it will all end soon. And it does, after 8 or so hours driving each day.

They like getting out of the car and exploring our hotel rooms. They're happy to be fed and climb on our bed in the night. But finding them in the morning can be a bit of a struggle. If there is a place to hide they'll find it. And if they find it you will have trouble finding them. On the morning in Indianapolis they had wormed their way together under the bed (Kate thought that there were critters in the night under the bed) in such a manner that we had to dismantle the King bed and box spring in the morning to get them out. In any case, they, like we, were glad to be home.

We crossed the Blue Water bridge at Port Huron MI. At the Canadian Border Services in Sarnia we were pretty much the only car crossing and got immediate service. They asked us where we had been, how long we'd been away, what we were bringing back, how much liquor, any tobacco and so on. They weren't interested in the cats; they never are in spite of us waving the required paper work. We were sent over to the "search your car for any drugs" area and were not at all keen on the idea of having our car torn apart. It's hard enough to get everything packed away and the cats loaded as well! In any case, the border services there were just concerned to make sure we were well and that we hadn't been to any other place other than the US. We were quickly sent on our way.

Back at home in St Marys, ON we discover that there's been a COVID-19 case in town -- we are not aware of any cases in TX during our holidays. The patient here is in critical care in the nearby Stratford hospital and the town has started lockdown procedures. The town day care had been shutdown first on very short notice from the province. Now the town has voluntarily locked down the library (Reg is a board member), museum, town hall, arena, pool, seniors center, Pyramid Resource Center, etc. Restaurants have voluntarily closed. Board meetings are cancelled or held by phone. Doctors and dentists have shut their offices.

We have been in self imposed exile distancing ourselves from friends and family on the slim chance that we might be carrying the virus (alternatively that we might meet someone who is). We have, nevertheless, been out to the Post Office, Drug Store and Independent Grocer but will keep out of circulation for a couple of weeks. At this writing we've been in social isolation for one week.

This may be the end of the world as we know it, but I don't feel fine.

Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Whitney Rose

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We saw Whitney Rose at the Continental Club on our last night in Austin. She's a Canadian ex-pat who now makes Austin her home. I believe her home (or at least where she grew up) is in PEI and she made a bit of a name for herself in Toronto before moving to Austin where she's been very productive releasing several albums.

There's a new album, "We Still Go to Rodeos", due out in April, 2020 and she sang some songs from that. Believe Me, Angelina, from that album, is a novel twist on cheating husbands -- it's a conversation between the two women. Her first album, self titled, was released in 2012 so she's been around a while. With all these albums under her belt she has an impressive list of tunes of her own to draw from. She does a few covers as well, but mostly it's her music.

Oddly every time we see her she has a different backing band. I didn't catch the names of the players she had tonight (two young fellows on electric guitars, a bass and drums) but they worked well together. I assume they've been playing together for a while but this is not the band we saw with her a year ago, or in years before that. Austin has a lot of great session musicians who can readily pick up and play along with others. And, I suppose, a lot country music just isn't that complicated.

Anyways I like her music a lot. It's pretty pure country music. These days there's a bit of 60's pop sound to her as well. And a bit of Roy Orbison operatics -- she has quite the strong voice and makes "You Don't Own Me" (the Leslie Gore tune) a regular feature of her shows. She works hard when she belts out some of those tunes.

This gig is a regular residency while she's in town. She does tour quite a bit in North America and Europe but was here every Tuesday during our visit to Austin.

This is a pass the hat gig where you are expected to tip. The club is quite small with seating for about 25people -- the rest of the space is for standing and dancing. If you got 100 people in there that would be a lot. While there are some dancers, mostly what happens is people stand at the front of the stage.... and block the view for everyone else.

Tuesday night is a good time to go the the Continental Club. There's the Whitney Rose early show (no cover), then James McMurtry solo in the gallery, and Mike Stinson after the Whitney Rose show. Each of these are great performers. We're not late night folks so we left after her first set -- we were heading home in the morning and needed to be to bed early.

Monday, March 9, 2020

Mystery Monday Farewell

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Mystery Monday is/was a regular concert on Monday nights since November of 2012 hosted by Christine Albert & friends on the Backstage at the El Mercado restaurant  (motto: World Peace thru Tex/Mex) on S 1st in Austin. There's a regular backup band with David Carrol on bass and Bobby Kallus on drums. The "Mystery" part is a rotating cast of Austin musicians who join the hosts. When we are in Austin we often attend; it's been a good way to have dinner and discover music. You can have a tasty Tex/Mex dinner, perhaps a margarita or "Mexican Martini" (or two) and enjoy some live music in an appreciative room where people listen to the music. We've been introduced to many musicians through this concert series.

This Monday March 9, 2020 was a "Farewell Concert" -- Christine has stepped back from organizing things. God knows what's going to happen in the future. At the show we went to back in February Christine announced that the series would end on the Monday before SxSW (which was March 9). We assumed this was just a hiatus for SxSW which would have events scheduled on the Backstage. It turns out to be more permanent than that. Since then, with the corona virus pandemic, the cancellation of SxSW, and the shuttering of all bars/restaurants and live events in Austin things are really up in the air.

We first starting going to these concerts in 2014 when we bumped into a brief mention in the local paper (the Austin American Statesman). At that time the concerts were in the front room of the El Mercado on a tiny stage in the corner. Jimmie Dale Gilmore was cohosting with Christine then and did so for several years. In 2015 the concert had moved to the newly custom built Backstage with a much bigger raised stage, better sound system with lighting and more. Bill Kirchen was a cohost with Christine for much recent times but he had stepped back recently as well. Sarah Elizabeth Campbell was the original co-host with Christine but she passed away in 2013. Christine Albert has been the constant thread holding this series together.

Tonight's band had Christine Albert with her husband Chris Gage and long time stalwart Bill Kirchen as guest hosts; Bobby Kallus on drums and David Carrol on stand up bass. Guests included Butch Hancock and Jimmie Dale Gilmore, Rich Brotherton, Judy Painter, Bob Livingston and many more. If you want to see the concert there are some good Youtube vidoes -- Danviewtube produced a version with pretty good sound and an editting out of the chatter between songs (for the complete show Dan recorded view here). Christina Fajardo also has some videos of tunes played that night. There was a film crew recording the event with multiple cameras and camera men. I'd be interested to see what comes of that.

I believe the set list went something like this:

  1. White Freightliner Blues (Townes Van Zandt) by the ensemble. It's the song they always use to open the show.
  2. Evangelina (Hoyt Axton) by Bill Kirchen with his wife Louise.
  3. If You Were a Bluebird (Butch Hancock) by Chris Gage
  4. A Thousand Times Yes (Kimmie Rhodes) by Christine Albert & Chris Gage
  5. Ruby Ann (Martin Robins) by Bill Kirchen
  6. Rhumba Man (Jesee Winchester) by Chris Gage
  7. Everythings Beautiful Now (Christine Albert) by Christine Albert
  8. She Had a Heart of Gold (Judy Painter & Marcia Ball) by Judy Painter & ???. This song is a tribute to Sarah Elizabeth Campbell.
  9. Runnin' With You (Sarah Elizabeth Campbell) by Rich Brotherton
  10. Hillbilly Truck Drivin' Man (Bill Kirchen??) by Bill Kirchen
  11. Man on a Pilgrimage (Butch Hancock) by Butch Hancock
  12. Oxblood (Butch Hancock) by Bill Kirchen & Butch Hancock
  13. What Am I To You (Chris Gage & Christine Albert) by Chris Gage & Christine Albert
  14. May Have to Do It (Mike Stinson) by Christine Albert
  15. Howlin' at Midnight (Lucinda Williams) by Jimme Dale Gilmore & Christine Albert
  16. Just a Wave, Not the Water (Butch Hancock) by Jimmie Dale Gilmore
  17. Dallas (Jimmie Dale Gilmore) by Jimmie Dale Gilmore
  18. Buffalo Return to the Plain (Jimmy LaFave) by Christine Albert
  19. The Times They Are A'Changin' (Bob Dylan) by Bill Kirchen & the ensemble.

Tonight's show, although a swan song, was also a celebration of all that had been. The owner of the restaurant (I didn't catch his name) spoke ruefully about Christine's decision to shutdown the series but hopefully as well with a view to sorting things out and continuing on. Jimmie Dale, who had hosted for a couple of years, spoke about how great tonight's show was, how the series had reinvigorated his involvement in the Austin music scene and about all the great friends he had made because of Mystery Monday. He also mentioned how Christine and Chris had met through him back in the day when he was touring with Chris Gage. Lots of connections there.

Usually the doors open at 5:30 and the show runs from 7:30 until 9:00 or so with a lot of folks following the crowd to see Chris Gage at Don's Depot (another long standing residency where lots of guests show up). We usually arrive sometime around 6:30 and get a good seat before the crowds arrive. Today the show will start at 7:30 and we arrive shortly after 5:00 -- we are lucky to get seats at the very back of the room! Shortly thereafter people are turned away so that staff can serve dinner to hungry folks like ourselves. When the show starts quite a few enter as standing room only guests -- the house was packed solid.

Anyways, it was a fitting farewell to the Mystery Monday series. We hope that something will be revived or take over the Backstage of the El Mercado on Monday nights. It's been a great event in a very good listening room that we have thoroughly enjoyed. We'll see what happens on our next visit to Austin.

Saturday, March 7, 2020

TVZ Birthday

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On Friday the city announces that the South by Southwest Festival is cancelled because of the coronavirus outbreak. They don't want to be an epidemic center created by the thousands who would be gathering from all over the world. There are some who think Austin will be better without SxSW and all the crowds but nobody anticipates how bad it's going to get.

The SxSW festival often marks the end of our winter stay in Austin. We have booked to head home just before the festival starts -- we don't like crowds and it gets very expensive to stay. This year we plan to leave a day earlier anyways.

One of the important events (at least for us), just before SxSW, is the annual Townes Van Zandt Birthday Bash organized at the Cactus Cafe at UTX by Butch Hancock (pictured at left). Townes' birthday is March 7, 1944; he died young on January 1,1997. Sometimes SxSW starts earlier and we miss the event. We are lucky this year to be here. Today is the 22nd annual birthday bash.

We get away early and I drop Kate off at the Student Union/Cactus Cafe building so she can get in line to get good seats and I search for nearby street parking. After circling for a couple of times I end up parking at a student residence which has several floors of off street parking -- it ends up costing us $24. Not cheap.

Butch is just back from New Zealand and has lots of stories to tell -- he's somewhat amazed at the eels in NZ rivers and claims one of them ate Jimmie Dale Gilmore. He's not one to watch the clock and tells quite long stories before playing Towne's tunes and moving on to the other guests. He also encouraged folks to sign up for a New Mexico boat trip he's organized where you camp out and swap songs around the camp fire. It's a full house and there are a lot of guest performers in the course of the evening. Some who had travelled a good distance just to honor Townes.

There are some very good tunes (e.g. Beety Soo did a couple of stand out tunes on a borrowed guitar, Jackson Emmer came down from Colorado especially for this event and there was this couple from New Mexico who sang well together). We enjoyed the music.

There are some very odd characters too -- there was this fellow who had chummed around with Townes and others back in the 1960's, he told a long story about Linda Miller (who he had a relationship with) and how "For the Sake of the Song" was written for her. He arrived on stage wearing an "Open Carry" T-shirt with a picture of a Yosemite Sam character brandishing two joints (marijuana open carry, not gun open carry). It seemed that he had spent a lifetime doing too many drugs and it affected his ability to hold a line of thought. Once on stage he was hard to get rid of. But Butch was kind, respectful and forgiving. Not so some of the audience or the sound man.

There was a break and a 2nd set. But we cut out at around 11:30 with new people still coming up to sing Townes' songs. It was very loosely organized, more of an ad-hoc tune swap. There are quite a few, like us, who have to cut out early.

I'm glad we were able to attend this birthday bash. Townes van Zandt is, to many, a really important Texas artist who shaped the music we love so much. If you don't know his music here's some tunes to try "Tecumseh Valley", "Pancho and Lefty", "If I Needed You" and "Marie". See also the Townes Van Zandt Youtube Channel.

Ps. The Cactus Cafe is celebrating 40 years. The Austin Lounge Lizards are celebrating 40years. Kate and I are celebrating 40 years. Coincidence?

Wednesday, March 4, 2020

Overheard with Evan Smith

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When we are in Austin, one of the things that we like to do is go to tapings of Overheard with Evan Smith -- it's a long running PBS show with a studio audience.  The tapings are done in Studio 6A of PBS station KLRU on the campus of UTX. This was the studio where Austin City Limits was taped for many years. These days ACL has a much bigger stage in the Moody Theatre downtown. I understand that this show will be moving to another site within the year.

We discovered these tapings a few years ago at the suggestion of someone we met at a music event. One of those suggestions well worth following: "Oh, you might find this interesting while visiting". We certainly have. Evan Smith interviews all sorts of interesting people.

You can see the show on various PBS stations. We subscribe to a podcast but it's not quite the same. We love going to live tapings (something about seeing stuff live). We never miss any of them while we are there. Entry is free and it's usually some interesting person who might be flogging a book or has interesting stories to tell. That was the case for the shows we saw this time.

We saw Brill Bradley interviewed on Friday February 7. He's a former senator, he was a presidential candidate (vs Al Gore) and has lots of opinions on the current political situation. He's also a very tall man who played basket ball at college, in the NBA and the Olympics. He went to Princeton and was a Rhodes scholar. His credentials are impeccable. And he had a lot to say about Donald Trump. He was also, by times, very funny. Like before the taping when he a had a bit of coughing fit and collapsed on the table pretending to have keeled over. We learned a lot and enjoyed the show. 

Here's a link to the Bill Bradley show.

We saw Rick Wilson interviewed on Monday February 10. Rick Wilson is a savy republican operative/media consultant who has done a lot to get some pretty nasty folks into office. However, he is not a fan of the current president and believes the GOP is all the worse for it. His first book was "Everything Trump Touches Dies" (2018). His current book, "Running Against The Devil: A Plot to Save America from Donald Trump and Democrats from Themselves", is a strategy plan for beating Donald Trump in 2020. There will be some hard choices made. He touched a bit on the "Lincoln Project" -- it's a project by those on the political right (including folks like George Conway) to defeat Trump. It was any interesting talk and a bit of an eye-opener. One of the funnier lines: he calls Florida the "Gunshine State" as they're crazy about gun rights. 

Here's a link to the Rick Wilson show.

The last show we went to this time was an interview with the Washington Post reporters Philip Rucker and Carol Leonnig who together investigated and wrote the book "A Very Stable Genius. Donald J Trump's Testing of America".  While most shows aren't terribly well attended this one was pretty much a full house. The authors both seemed like really nice people as well as both being Pulitizer Prize winners (I think the she has won 3 Pulitzers).  We bought the book, had them sign it, and Kate is reading it first. It is a fascinating but frightenting bit of history -- what the hell is going on in the Whitehouse? While it reminds you of all the horrible things Trump did, it also provides all the context around it (including what some of the people were thinking at the time). 

Here's a link to the Leonning & Rucker show.

If you get a chance to attend one of Evan Smith's interviews you will not be disappointed.

Tuesday, March 3, 2020

The Haunting

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We went to a dinner theatre event: The Haunting of the Tavern at an English styled pub called The Tavern at Lamar and 12th. The show was produced by the same gang who do Esther's Follies.

The dinner choices for the main plate were a steak (which I had), salmon (which we had ordered for Kate) and a veggie bowl (which Kate ended up with because I'd left a note that she was a vegetarian ... who ate fish). It was a bit of struggle to serve the three course meal during the breaks in the play but the staff worked hard to get food and drinks on the table.

This is the first time they're tried this. They had sell out shows during February when they premiered and we are lucky to get seats for this their extended run. We have front row seats and are right in the thick of things during the play.

The play is a comedic farce involving a will, a faked ghost, a murder and a cast of suspects. There's an extended plot line where the Scooby-Doo gang (the children's cartoon series) investigate the murder. That's the Scooby-Doo puppet in the picture above.

We laughed ourselves silly. The Esther's Follies gang are quite funny. Kate was talking to one of the characters we recognize who does a "Texas" map bit at the Follies show. He's done it for years, we've seen it many times and it's still funny.

The murder in this play is resolved by the audience casting their votes on who they think did it and why. That made the last act a bit of a let down.

It was fun. We didn't go to Esther's Follies this visit but this helped to make up for that omission.

Sunday, March 1, 2020

Mike Stinson

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Sunday after noon is lovely, warm and sunny. It gets up to 75F. We went to see honky tonk legend Mike Stinson (and Chicken Shit Bingo -- more on that in a moment) at C-boy's Heart & Soul on South Congress after the Hippy Church at Maria's Taco Xpress.

We arrive early for the 3:30 show and are waiting with others for the doors to open. One of the staff has his Harley Davidson Sporster parked out front right by the door and comes around to tell us not to touch his bike. I'm thinking ... Why in hell don't you park safely in the parking lot instead?

We're chatting with a couple of guys our age in line. The one fellow is visiting from Costa Rica to house/dog sit for a friend. He's never been to a Chicken Shit Bingo or to a Mike Stinson event or to C-boys. We tell him that it will be a good show and advise him to get a good seat early as there aren't that many. We end up in a comfy booth right by the stage. There are a few high tables with bar stools and a good sized dance area. There's also a bit of a back patio and it's a nice day to sit outside. Our new friend from Costa Rica really enjoys the show. We get to talking and he tells me we ought to go see Ulla (Rich Brotherton & others who perform traditional Irish tunes) at the Saxon Pub -- he was there last Sunday, so were we!

Chicken Shit Bingo is a real Austin thing. It's a game of chance involving, you guessed it: a chicken and some chicken shit. They chicken is in a wired mesh cage with a numbered grid on the floor of it. You place a bet on where the chicken will shit and if you win you take the pot. The fellow in the picture was one of the 4 winners that happened while we were there. The older lady is Jinny, of Jinny's Little Long Horn Saloon, and she conducts the game. Winnings each time were $108 counted out by the band.

Mike Stinson tells folks to line up for the bingo on the far side against the booths and not to line up in front of the bar. There are very few rules but the admonishment to not block the bar is one of the few.  He asks Jinny if they've been feeding Exlax to the chickens. He also makes a joke about the pending coronavirus problem -- he thinks he can survive the Corona Virus but if they every have a Coors Light Virus then he'll be in real trouble. Drinking, and drinking songs, are a big part of his music.

Mike sings lots of songs we're familiar with -- "The Box I Take to Work", "I May Have to Do It" (which Christine Albert has been singing at Mystery Mondays), "Stop the Bar", "Late for My Funeral"; and some covers like "Troubles in My Bubbles in My Bottle of Beer", "Going to California" (Jimmie Rodgers). There are lots of tunes that are new to us and some we're waiting for like "Died and Gone to Houston" which probably came up in the second set. Mike has several CD's and has his last one "Hell and Half of Georgia" (2013) for sale. We have it already.

The bar fills during the first set with several very good dancers on the dance floor. I think people come here to dance on a Sunday afternoon. There's no cover charge (they pass a tip jar), a good dance floor and music made for dancing. We left early during the second set and will have missed out on some great tunes.

C-boys has Chicken Shit Bingo as a regular Sunday afternoon affair. Mike Stinson plays once a month, we've also seen Dale Watson here. Mike also has a regular gig on Tuesday night at 10:00 at the Continental Club but this afternoon show is more to our liking.

If you get a chance to see Mike Stinson do go. He's the real deal.

Hippy Church

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Another lovely warm spring day in Austin. We went to Sunday brunch at Maria's Taco Xpress. It's only a block away from where we are staying across the street on Lamar. We've been there in years past but not on this trip. They have live music on their outdoor patio and advertise the weekly Sunday event as the "Hippie Church". There certainly were a few hippies there.

The "Rockin' Gospel Project" is a very large band, somewhat ad hoc, that plays the first Sunday of every month. They're sort of R&B and 60's music with a dynamic leader who worked very hard to keep the audience rocking. The band members are older (well old like us) and we haven't seen such a congregation of old hippies for quite a while.  At one point, they passed out face masks (actually masks you would use for doing plaster work), did a song called the coronavirus dance and had everyone put on the masks to join in dancing. Some did a conga line dancing around the patio. People were to take pictures and post them on Youtube saying "Austin's ready!".

Like many Austin events people bring their dogs which tend to be well behaved. We find it odd that so many restaurants let you bring your pets.

I met a young woman who was shooting pictures for their Facebook page, she asked if I'd share any pictures we took and we've gladly obliged. The picture above is Kate's.>

It was quite a funny event but, in retrospect, a bit of black humor -- laughing in the face of imminent catastrophy. Coronavirus isn't a joke.

Saturday, February 29, 2020

Joe Ely

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We have tickets to see Joe Ely at Gruene Hall on Saturday night. We have seen him here before back in 2018 and wanted to catch him again. Gruene is an hour or so south off the IH35 just north of San Antonio. We had been to Gruene earlier on this trip for a sunny afternoon to see Bill Kirchen at the hall. Over the years we've been to Gruene many times.

Joe, for those who don't know him, is one of the founding members of the Flatlanders (they're "More a Legend than a Band") from Lubbock with Butch Hancock and Jimmie Dale Gilmore. Each has a solo career and are all important Texas artists in their own right. All three are folk we really want to see when we get a chance.

When we arrived early for a 9:00 show we could see there was a long line waiting to get in — that's not what we're looking for. We might have abandoned the show entirely while looking for parking but found something reasonable in that huge field that has been commandeered to meet the needs of folks like us. I wait at the end of the line and meet up with Kate who is resting at the curb near the front of the line. There are a lot of folk ahead of us and getting a good seat looks increasingly difficult.

Inside Gruene hall all the tables and benches have been removed. It's going to be a standing room only event — they've even removed the table and chairs from the bar area at the front of the hall. There remains an attached bench they can't easily remove around the outside of the dance floor (Ok, it's not a dance floor tonight, it's a standing room only floor) and a couple of pool tables to stage right. All the benches are filled and we plunk ourselves on the pool table grateful to have any place to sit. Already the area in front of the stage has filled with taller folk who will get a good view of the show.

The opening act is an emotive performer from Kerrville, whose act runs under the moniker "Possessed by Paul James". He's a 40-something teacher and apparently the name has something to do with his great grandfather. He's very expressive, wild, sweaty and plays several instruments. I find him interesting, Kate not so much. So we're outside in the patio area for some of the show having left our jackets on the pool table. In the patio area there's a new clean and sturdy outdoor washroom. The men's room behind the stage is something to avoid so this is a step forward.

When Joe Ely came on at 10:00 the house was packed. He started with Fingernails (I keep my fingernails long so they click when I play the piano) and by the time he gets to Butch Hancock's Bluebird (If you were a bluebird, you'd be a sad one) Kate returns from her nap in the car. It was a good show with a very tight band -- these guys have been playing together for years. Llloyd Maines (also from Lubbock, Natalie Maines of the Dixie Chicks is his daughter) was there on steel guitar and received all sorts of cheers just for walking onto the stage and sitting down at his instrument. I recognize the bass and lead guitarists but can't tell you their names (see Postscript below).

This show is, apparently, in celebration of the 40th anniversary of "Live Shots" (a live album from the time when he toured England with the Clash) but it seemed to me to be the usual Joe Ely concert drawing on all his material over the years. I recall hearing Fingernail and Bluebird (as already noted), Honky Tonk Masquerade, Dallas from a DC9. Spanish is the Loving Tongue, Crazy Lemon, Honky Tonkin', I Had My Hopes Up High and more. Someone far in the back kept yelling out Cool Rockin' Loreta — not sure he ever did that.

The music they were playing before the show was a mix of punk and country. Sort of a tip of the hat to the music of 40 years ago.

The Joe Ely band was very good and Joe was at his best. The venue, however, was way over crowded — we tired and left early. If you're not young and able to stand for hours cheek to jowl with hundreds of others this would have been no fun. If you're not lucky enough to command some space in front of the stage you won't get to see much — especially if you're short! I really wish they'd charge twice as much and admit half as many people.

I loved seeing Joe Ely but have seen him in less stressed environments. I don't think I'll be coming back to see performers like Joe who command a big audience in Gruene Hall ever again. We're too old for these standing room only gigs.

A Postscript (on the occasion of Joe's birthday in February of 2023)

Cindy Light, on the Joe Ely Facebook page, posted a video of Fingernails from this concert and commented on this blog entry which I had shared. She writes that "it was especially packed that night. I’ve actually always enjoyed sitting outside when it gets to be too much. Anyway - the bass player was / is Jimmy Pettit! 😁And David Holt on guitar." 


Friday, February 28, 2020

Michaela Anne

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Michaela Anne is a young Nashville based artist I've been following and she has a gig tonight (Friday) at the Cactus Cafe on the UTX campus. We had tickets to see her here at the Cactus Cafe back in 2016 with Carson McHone as the front act -- we weren't able to stay to see her that time so I'm pretty keen to see her this time.

Before the show Kate and I watched for the bats at the Congress Bridge and actually saw a few. It's been a warm month and the bats have returned, perhaps earlier than usual. I took Kate home afterwards and went to the concert on my own. Uber seems to have become quite expensive for the times we want to use it and I ended up driving to the show and parking on a side street. Parking in the university area is a nightmare, but there are some parking buildings.

We've been to the Cactus Cafe lots of times over the years. It's a good listening room in the Student Union Building on the University of Texas Campus. It's on Guadalupe in an area that used to be pretty active called "The Drag" -- there used to be a really great Tower Records store (remember records?). These days the area is pretty quiet and the club caters more to folks like us than the more youthful univeristy crowd.

There is a front act, a fellow from Austin who was pretty entertaining but unfortunately I didn't catch the name.

In talking to people in the queue to get in there are some who have seen her before. They tell me it promises to be a good show. I gather she stops in once a year or so -- she may have family in the area. It wasn't a well attended show -- the house was arranged with tables and chairs with perhaps 50 in attendance. For acts that get a good house they get rid of the tables and set the chairs out in rows to seat 100 or more.  That doesn't bode well.

I bump into her outside at the break on my way to the men's room (she's probably changed in the women's room). She is a tiny wee thing but has a great voice and has written some very good tunes. She has a full band with her on this tour to promote her latest CD who, like her, are all very young. A drummer who is very busy setting things up for her (he's creditted as being the "band leader"). A young fellow with a short beard on electric guitar. A "red dirt" fellow with a long beard on bass who sings some harmonies. A young woman on keyboards, electric guitar and harmonies. And Michaela on acoustic, sometimes electric, who has written all these tunes. Together they're a very tight band delivering studio quality performances.

They have some fairly complex music that requires the full band. But, at other times they play simple honky tonk and country. At the end of the show they all come off the stage into the audience and sang together with her on acoustic guitar. A nice way to close the show.

I have been listening to her music on Spotify for a few years now (since before 2016 when we had tried to see her) and took the opportunity to buy her 3 CD's at the "merch table". I now have physical copies of Desert Dove (2019), Bright Lights and Fame (2016) and Ease My Mind (2014). For completeists try To Know Where (2011) which I suspect is out of print. I'm pleased to have these three most recents CD's.... Kate discovered when we got home to Ontario that I had already picked up "Desert Dove" at Waterloo Records! Ok, well I guess there's another one for Mike's Christmas package.

If you're interested in her music take a peak at her albums on Spotify or her channel on YouTube. For her influences try her Spotify playlist "Songs to Run Away To".

Ps. I see on her social media that the band went out to the Whitehorse Tavern after their show to catch a bit of Friday night honky-tonk/swing. She says that Bill Murray was there!


Monday, February 24, 2020

Odd Places

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Monday is a lovely partly cloudy, sometimes sunny warming day. Judy and I explore the Barton Creek Green Belt in the morning and in the afternoon we three take a drive to the south west to see some of the interesting places we've discovered outside of Austin.

There's a huge Hindu temple and complex outside of town that's well worth a visit. The Radha Madhav Dham, Hindu Temple is just South West of Austin TX. Nearby is the Wizard Academy (totally not a cult!) with the tiny, but free, Chapel Dulcinea wedding chapel set on the hill side near the Wizard Academy Tower. On the weekends there's a crowd funded whiskey place where you can try bourbon tastings. On this Monday there's nothing much happening at all. Weddings are on the weekend as is the tasting. But you can wander the grounds, visit the chapel, have a peek at the tower and admire the sculptures scattered about.

We were going to take a drive down to Wimberley (we've never been but understand it's a nice town to visit) and on the way stopped at the Driftwood ghost town (Ok, it's not really a "ghost town" but there's really nothing there). That's Judy and Kate in the picture above on the verandah of the closed general store in Driftwood.

Further on we bumped into the Driftwood Estate Winery around closing time but managed to get in for one of the last tastings. They have a goodly long list of wines to taste, mostly reds, and we tried a few. They're not cheap but are worth trying. Oddly they actually grow some of their own grapes! The winery is on a hilltop with 18 acres of vineyard in the valley below -- the land down there would be tillable, up here on the hillside it's all rock. They irrigate their grapes. Of the wines we tasted, we were most impressed with the sangiovese and the syrah. Both were quite drinkable now, I don't think they're age worthy though.

We never made it to Wimberley. Instead we went to Hays City Store for what we've seen advertised as a 7:00 show by W. C. Clark -- he's an older blues player we've seen before. He plays solo somewhere almost every night and has been doing so for years. We arrive at 6:30 and his show is already underway. He wraps up shortly after 7:00 so it's good we arrived early.

Hays City Store is out in the country at a crossroads -- why it's called a "city store" beats me. There are a couple of good sized buildings -- one seems to be more a bar, the other seems more of a restaurant. There's a large outdoor patio area (under more live oaks) with tables and table service -- that's where the show is on a small stage so that's where we are.  It's chilly out there but they have table top propane heaters to warm the immediate area. It helps. It would be much nicer on a warm night.

The Hay City store is advertised as a "gastro-pub" (in the same manner that it's advertised as a "city store"). Judy has an enchilada dinner, Kate has some shrimp (she's always keen on fresh gulf shrimp), and I have a steak. The food is pretty good, nothing too exciting and not what I'd expect of a "gastro-pub". That's just some creative advertising.

Anyways, a fun day for all of us.


Sunday, February 23, 2020

Purgatory Players

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Sunday morning finds we three (Kate, Judy and me) back at the El Mercado on S 1st for the Purgatory Players Sunday Gospel-ish Brunch. We have our breakfast feasts with libations and enjoy the music. It's a full house.

Today's cast of characters includes Scrappy, Jeff and Seela with Jon Greene on drums -- no John Dee Graham today.

A young high school student, Austin Cobb, got up in the second half and did an excellent version of the Tom Petty song "Wildflowers".

Kate Howard, a second set regular, sang "Pinata Girl", Barbara Bergin wasn't around today. Someone, I forget who, told a story about sitting around a camp fire and swapping songs -- when the guitar was passed to him David Byrne (of Talking Heads fame) sang "Psycho Killer". I guess anything can be a campfire song.

Jeff Plankenhorn tells us that he'll be playing near us, in Port Burwell, Ontario later in the March but before we return. He's been there before. He sings an optimistic song "Maybe It's Not Too Late" and I approach him at the break to let him know about the Tommy Douglas saying "It's never too late to make a better world". Jeff has Canadian connections -- I think his wife is from B.C. -- and knows who I'm talking about. Seela has Canadian connections as well, she's from Cornwall.

Anyways, another well spent morning. DanViewTube was there recording again. If you're interested here some of the tunes he recorded that are available on YouTube.