First premise: like any good left-wing commie San Franciscan, I have long disdained Texas for fairly obvious reasons and have based this on my vast experience, having driven across the state once and flown in and out of DFW and Hobby airports. My good friend Bill Loesch and I have long gone around on the subject of my prejudice.
After just over ten days, spent in El Paso, San Antonio, Corpus Christi, Port Aransis, several points in between, and now Austin, I am here to tell you I have been wrong. Politics aside (and can’t you say that of the US as a whole?) Texas is a fine place, filled with friendly people, superb barbecue, and we are enjoying ourselves thoroughly. Even the history here is, let us say, interesting.
Here are a few images.
|6th Street by day|
Everyone tells us that if you do not listen to some live music while here you are missing a vital part of the Austin scene, so tonight drinks at the historic Driskill Hotel followed by dinner at Eddie V’s, both featuring music.
|Driskill piano player Riley Osbourne who played some fantastic boogie-woogie while Sharon regaled me with the history of the musical form. I love traveling with my own reference librarian.|
|6th by night. We learned that Monday night is not the time to seek out good music|
|I thought this an interesting image|