I really thought that our old buddy Brad Hines was crazy when he said we should go ahead and play our show outside at the Love Shack in the Fort Worth Stockyards…… in the rain. The stage is covered so we’d be fine but what about people who might want to sit and listen? We really didn’t know what was going to happen, but Brad is kinda the man when it comes to playing the Stockyards so we ate our Love Shack Burgers, plugged in and did our thing. Forth Worth never disappoints. A beautiful group of soggy, music loving faithful gathered and stayed. It ended up being a really sweet kick off to our summer east coast run.
The drive out of Texas is never our favorite part so we put it off by having a visit at Chippewa Boots and lingering over a nice lunch at a Fort Worth hang called the Yucatan Taco Shack. It’s like an upscale take on Chipotle with an interior Mexican twist. Very nice but we had to keep moving and even though I always like being in Ruston, LA, I never expected to be greeted by shocks of vibrant flowers. Like little clouds of color and fragrance, every corner in the area near the Sundown Tavern is covered with begonias. I always wonder why we’re coming back to this gig until I walk into the bar and the bartender greets me by name. Fine friendly people, good food, and Monty Russell. That’ll do it for me.
So we’ll get down the road to Memphis today. The land of Stax, Sun, Elvis and Jimmy Davis. The sweet smell of Louisiana begonias in our wake.
