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REPORT From The Field
Dr. Zoomack and the former Miss Harvana wed on Friday, and the reception at Dan Electro's was a blast. The place was lit up, and decorated simply, but elegantly. Tables featured long-stemmed roses and some of the coolest people and musicians in town! The food was of the BBQ nature and really well cooked and tasty! The floor was cleared for dancing. The bar had extra elements to it's inventory. There were several seperated tiers on the delicious white wedding cake (the best I've ever had), and there was also a chocolate/raspberry cake with a chocolate duck on top! QUACK! Amongst the musicians there to wish the newlyweds well, were Beans Barton, Jimmy Raycraft, Chaz Nadege, and Garry Dorsey. Dorsey played some cool jazz stuff to begin the nights music. We left early, because the trip to Austin needed to begin at 5am, in order to make it to Austin, in time to go with Vince and Dirk, to San Marcus for the Frieheit/Humbel Time radio show with Vince and Dirk.
I wasn't asked to play with Vince in Austin. I wasn't even invited. But after the show we did the week before, the music was so cool that I wanted MORE! I'd go, just to listen to Vince and Bill, but I knew that they'd want me to play if I showed up. I emailed Sarah in Nashville, did the same to Bill, and packed my fretless bass.
Just that afternoon, Marlo's car had no brakes, and the closing mechanism on my truck door was suddenly non-functional, so I didn't feel good about taking either to Austin. I had put the word out on the New Jack Hippies listserv, and Albert Storo replied that he could help, if I wanted to go to a Soul Hustlers gig in Corpus Christi the night before. What a great offer, but I wanted to attend the wedding!
Fortunately, although only halfway done with a contract project, Marlo was given a larger check than expected and was able to fix her brakes on Friday evening.
When I returned home from the wedding party, Gloria Edwards had replied that she could go after a Saturday morning conference for her program teaching blues in schools, so I decided to wait 'til morning, and try to find Gloria at the conference! If she was wishing to go, instead of just willing to take us, I figured I'd invite her to go in our fixed car. I never found her at the conference, but saw many talented working musicians and performers, demonstrating great acts for school talent buyers. Emily had replied to say she'd work on the ride (when Emily works on it, it usually happens). What great friends!
Between leaving late, and hooking up with everyone that Marlo, Chelsea and I wished to hook up with, we decided to forego the radio. I played my live tape of Vince, Bill and Jimmy in the way up. Chelsea used her headphones and walkman, to avoid another round of Vince songs. The Waterloo Ice House was large enough to hold a good audience, but small enough to be considered intimate. The place was already filled when Bill and Kristi Browder and I walked in. Dirk Hamilton was just beginning his set. There were faces from music (Mandy Mercier, Kim Miller, Kevin Mattingly...), from high school, and music supporters from Houston who I hadn't seen in years (who had relocated to Austin).
Dirk Hamilton played with a lot of power for a folkie. I enjoyed what he did, but felt that he wished he was in front of the E-Street Band. Soon, Vince, Bill and I were setting up our gear. The set was basically the same set that Vince had done in Houston the week before, but he seemed a little more at ease when commenting on the big city from his Austin platform. The music was gorgeous! Vince Bell's poetry had already spoken to these people, and they were here for another dose of him. There were people in the audience who sang along with every song. Vince's melodies rang through the room. Even Chelsea was singing. Bill Browder's guitar colored the evening like a large beautiful painting on an unadorned white wall. It was over too soon.
An hour of talking with freinds old and new, and then we were headed for a night a the Browder's beautiful hilltop home. After another hour of talk on the balcony, taking in the great view, we slept.
This has been a blast. I know I've been quite insular within my gang (band & family) over the years. I've lived through (and ignored) a lot of physical and emotional pain and so much negativity (from some around me) for so many years/decades, that I never took the time to miss anyone or anything deeply until Sunday morning.... when it was over....
Browder's family and mine waited in a parking lot of Laura's Bluebonnet Restaurant (worth the wait), while the line at the restaurant went down to our turn to be seated. Marlo and I walked to the car for something, and she commented about how "amazing it is that you guys all talk alike, think alike, and use the same references after so many years apart!" Realizing what I had missed out on by not keeping in touch with Bill, Vince, Jim, etc., and that it was over for now, was too much.
I said," I never realized how much I missed these guys", and began crying out loud....
It won't be years/decades any longer.
I wanted to suprise Roger on his birthday, so we drove back to Houston and headed for FUNDAY in the PARK, where Dr, Rockit was to perform with Roger on bass. When I arrived, they were doing the usual collection of cool covers and originals. Smitty Smith was on drums. and Mike Sumler was on keys. They sounded great! At break time, I had barely gotten the birthday wishes out of my mouth, when Dr. Rockit asked if I'd like to play with the band! The first song of the next set was so cool, that I didn't wait to be introduced. I walked on and picked up my guitar and joined in! What fun it was!
The New Jack Hippies
Houston, Texas, USA
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