Great Performances: The history of a venue.

Went to a club last night to hear a group called the Mojo Men play. The bar/club is called "Stout", and it has certain trappings of an Irish pub.

For years, it was a club called "Poor David's Pub" (which has since relocated to a larger space in a trendier area). As Poor David's, I heard many fabulous acts/artists perform there, including (but not limited to):

• Richard Thompson
• Leo Kottke
• John Fahey
• John Cale
• Ashley Hutchings and Robin Williamson
• Bo Diddley
• Townes Van Zandt
• John Renbourn
• Jorma Kaukonen and Jack Casady (Hot Tuna)
• Dan Hicks (and his Hot Licks)

But none of those performances has been as important for me to hear and see as last night's group was. What was it that made the Mojo Men so important?

It was their bass player, Marcus Baker.

He is my wife's brother, the one who was hit by a red-light runner about two months ago. After a month in ICU, we were told he probably wouldn't live. The doctor was wrong.

Ask me why.

Too Good Not To Share.

If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over
our bodies. If they will perish, let them perish with our arms
about their knees. Let no one go there unwarned and unprayed
for.

... C. H. Spurgeon (1834-1892)

Father's Day: Bigger than life, an Alpha Texan.

6/6/1944

How I spent my Sunday afternoon.

The music of chicken basted in butter and Tabasco Sauce over a mesquite smoked fire, with supporting vocals of a Spaten being swallowed.

It's ALL good.