Fond memory: Went to Arlington TX to see one of the great South Indian veena players. After that show, I jumped in my Dodge Colt to speed down highway to Deep Ellum, Dallas, to see Mojo.
I forget the name of the venue, but it was a converted industrial barn-like structure; actually made of wood! Mojo and Skid were toiling away, sounding great. I wanted a better vantage point, so I walked up a kinda teetery wooden staircase to a loft overlooking the stage. It was a great view, but I realized that the loft was old and dilapidated, and I saw in my mind's eye the next day's headline: 11 Killed 14 Injured in Deep Ellum Platform Collapse.
I went back downstairs. The dancing was a bit wild for my tastes, so I moved toward one of the walls. I'm a tall guy, so I could still see pretty well.
Then, in my peripheral vision, I saw a horde stampeding toward me on the left. I quickly backed up against the wall and turned my head to the left to watch them troop past. I suddenly noticed something protruding from the wall, inches from my head; I focused on it: A huge, rusty, old nail. If I'd been 6 inches to the left when I backed up, I might have impaled my goddamned skull.
Yeah... <sigh> Them was crazy daze.
Oh, right; the song!
Not much to say: It's the ascension and canonization of Elvis. It's all pretty much right there, in front of you.
Fond memory: Went to Arlington TX to see one of the great South Indian veena players. After that show, I jumped in my Dodge Colt to speed down highway to Deep Ellum, Dallas, to see Mojo.
I forget the name of the venue, but it was a converted industrial barn-like structure; actually made of wood! Mojo and Skid were toiling away, sounding great. I wanted a better vantage point, so I walked up a kinda teetery wooden staircase to a loft overlooking the stage. It was a great view, but I realized that the loft was old and dilapidated, and I saw in my mind's eye the next day's headline: 11 Killed 14 Injured in Deep Ellum Platform Collapse.
I went back downstairs. The dancing was a bit wild for my tastes, so I moved toward one of the walls. I'm a tall guy, so I could still see pretty well.
Then, in my peripheral vision, I saw a horde stampeding toward me on the left. I quickly backed up against the wall and turned my head to the left to watch them troop past. I suddenly noticed something protruding from the wall, inches from my head; I focused on it: A huge, rusty, old nail. If I'd been 6 inches to the left when I backed up, I might have impaled my goddamned skull.
Yeah... <sigh> Them was crazy daze.
Oh, right; the song!
Not much to say: It's the ascension and canonization of Elvis. It's all pretty much right there, in front of you.